There are not many times that I can honestly say I am lost for words.
How ever Saturday I was and I believe that the 2 young ladies I was with were as well.
Saturday began as always with me struggling to get up and then get my medication taken as quickly as possible so that the pain of moving first thing in the morning after just 2 hours sleep is quashed as quickly as possible.
My husband and children invariably ignore me and my grumpy moods when I first wake and allow me time for my medication to kick in and my pain levels to reach a somewhat manageable level for the day.
This Saturday was different though as I had to get up and sorted quickly so that I was ready to go to the hair dressers for 11 am my normal take it easy routine in the mornings was not to be. Now don't get me wrong I did not lay in or anything else I am up usually by 6:30 /7 am but it takes me at least 3 hours to become sociable enough to get dressed, and as I am sure anyone in a wheelchair will tell you getting washed and dressed is not a quick process by anybody's standards.
Then there is the messing around getting me into the car another mammoth task that takes able bodied people seconds and those who are like myself a good while to do.
I had to be washed dressed and in the car by 10:30 am and my body was lets say not co-operating particularly well, I hurt all over and my medications did not want to kick in and give me the small amount of relief that they provide!
The problem with feeling like shit and knowing you have to perform what feels like a mountainous task before you can do something really nice is that the thought of all that effort far out weighs the positive end result in your mind and this then makes you feel more agitated and stressed out causing tension and the pain to get worse and thus the vicious circle begins.
My hubby knowing what I m like however was ready for me and my " I don't want to go" and the "I don't feel like having it done today" comments and was ready with all the answers and proverbial kicks up the arse that I needed to get me out the door into the car and down to the hair dressers in time for my appointment.
As much as I know I need to be kicked up the arse to get me going on days like Saturday it does my mood no good.
This is where I am in a bad mood but really looking forward to my pampering with my favorite hairdresser.....
I had began to relax and enjoy my pampering but my bad mood still lingered a self pity of sorts !
When we were at the half way mark I took my normal break with my daughter and hairdresser outside in the unusual bright sun -after the torrential rain we have had for the past few weeks I would go so far as to say the sun was rare!
It was during this break outside that the rarest of miracles happened !!
A true random act of kindness from I might hasten to add the most unlikely of people..
As I was sitting talking to my daughter and hairdresser an elderly lady using a walking frame slowly made her way along the pathway each step looked to be a great effort for her and her frail body my daughter, hairdresser and of course myself moved over to give her as much room as possible to pass us on the path with her walking frame. As she got closer I smiled at her and made a polite comment so that she felt at ease passing by us on the path, as she got to where I was she stopped next to my chair and spoke to us and gave me a gift of a small soft toy dog explaining that when you are in a wheelchair you need something to cuddle to make you feel secure as we chatted longer she told us about how she had been burgled the day before and that on Sunday she would be turning 95.
This woman brought tears to my eyes watching her struggle her way along the path alone the day after her home had been violated by scum who prey upon the elderly and infirm and 24 hours before her 95th birthday she felt compelled to give me - a complete stranger- a gift so that I would feel secure her words as she left us to continue her journey etched in my mind .... "don't forget to give your puppy a cuddle he will keep you safe now"
This woman brought tears to my eyes watching her struggle her way along the path alone the day after her home had been violated by scum who prey upon the elderly and infirm and 24 hours before her 95th birthday she felt compelled to give me - a complete stranger- a gift so that I would feel secure her words as she left us to continue her journey etched in my mind .... "don't forget to give your puppy a cuddle he will keep you safe now"
Within the space of those 10 minutes my mood had lifted and I had been given a new zest for life
The lady touched me, my heart, my mind in a way that I do not have the words for
Her random act of kindness even after her own bad luck
was enough to bring tears to my eyes and love to my heart
proving that Angels walk among us every day !
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