...and he's out and down for the count!
Whoa...!
What hit me?
With a series of circumstances too odd and crazy and long to recount here, staying in a private home, I fell, twice early on Saturday morning while getting ready for the day (especially after I'd had an amazing run through an unfamiliar neighborhood in the darkly lit streets). The first time I slipped and fell, I was knocked out for a bit, like blacked out cold. Going down I remember hitting my head, hard, on the left side...including left shoulder and hip.
The second time, just a few minutes later, being unstable from the first fall, I slipped backwards and hit the back of my head and wrenched my back. No fun...and a bit unnerving...like...........
Yikes...what is happening...?!?!?
As the morning wore on, tyring to ignore building symptoms, and trying to engage some of the important reasons I traveled to spend some needed time in another town in Texas (from the magnificent conference I'd attended all week in Austin), I kept feeling worse, and the "ignoring" wasn't working. Then eye sight began to flicker and nausea began to creep up...I let my hosts know what had taken place.
By this time I had called the airlines and made plans to cut short my visit (by two days...which was very disappointing) and head for home. It was not a good moment in time, and if I was going to feel poorly, I wanted to be home. Late in the evening I finally made it back to Denver after some further unnerving moments at the airport and on the plane.
Judy picked me up and off we went to the ER at Skyridge Hospital. Bless her and her extreme love and care...it was so good to see her. At Skyridge they did a CTScan and checked me over from stem to stern...asked all kinds of questions...confirmed I had done the right thing in getting home...but probably should have had things checked out before I flew...but I had made it, thankfully. The diagnosis? I had a "nice" concussion...maybe two...as I shared with them what all had taken place.
Saturday, and even Sunday, has some semi-blank spots in it, as I try to remember more details. What was good is that we stayed home and in our jams all day...long periods of rest...and finally this Monday afternoon, some of the symptoms are beginning to subside.
What a dance has been going on in my soul with trying to relax and rest and find renewal inwardly and outwardly...while at the same time not wanting to ignore what is happening. Sensations are still weird from time to time...but...as I often sign off correspondence.......
...onward and upward.......!!!
In the quiet of this day, getting slowly unpacked, some work and thinking done, canceling some appointments for tomorrow, and confirming others, I've pondered what takes place in a "split second." Lives change. Just like in that Reno, NV airshow accident last week.
The conference I attended last week, was also life changing...necessary movement was made...some release began, right on time for what has been taking place in my life. In a profound way I was invited to more...to step out beyond where I had been finding myself. This picture is a splendid metaphor of those moments...as I was encouraged to soar.
So there is a little dark humor in the fact that I was down for the count, blacked out on Saturday morning. In large to small ways that happens...to all of us. But..for this day, I am thankful to be here...prayerfully pondering my purpose for mentoring the future in some amazing lives and organizations. Grateful, to the max, for the boost I got last week into my/our own future.
Now, if I can just stay standing....... :-)
...which I plan to do for at least 9391 more days!
There are intriguing and amazing opportunities presenting themselves.
I could not be more thankful.
...and the SepTexasTour'11...is now concluded...and how!
Dear uncle,
You take care! Take it easy and be well. Shall I send a helmet?
I love you,
Joy
Posted by: JoyS | September 19, 2011 at 11:12 PM
Dear Wes,
Wow what a turn of events. I am so very sorry to hear about this episode. I am blessed to see how you are a man that responds and lives in the way that you encourage all of us to respond and live. This is a sign of a great man. Thank you for being the real deal in a world full of fakes and copies...love you lots. Pablo
Posted by: Pablo | September 20, 2011 at 02:20 AM