It’s been quite some time since I have sat down to write a blog post, that must mean that I’m back.
“On May 21st a Thursday night, I started my longest dark space; when I lost my creative drive, my mental health and my will to live. I was heading to bed after a full and robust day when I tripped and fell backwards and broke my right femur and right hip. I heard the snap and felt the pain immediately. Tom wanted to help me up but I asked for my phone to call 911. With in minutes the fire truck and paramedics where at my door, they were all in masks, yet I knew what they were thinking, “this old lady is in for a long haul”. I was put on a gurney, and delivered to the Emergency Room at our local hospital.
X-rays confirmed I indeed broke my femur and hip, and this would be a brutal surgery. I was given opiates for pain and wheeled to a room and waited twenty-four hours till I was wheeled into the surgical theater. My surgeon said five other patients had broken their hips that same evening, so I was the last scheduled for surgery; and there wasn’t even a full moon…”
An excerpt from my new book “Drawn By The Light, Finding Strength in Dark Spaces”
I had hopes that this book would have been published the fall of 2020, now I will launch closer to fall of 2021. God took things in his own hands and wanted me to have some humility, I thought I could breeze through this accident. Then things happened and they never ended until March of 2021. Many days in the hospital without visitors and than a rehabilitation center without visitors; A second more lengthy stay in the hospital without visitors, all due to Covid restrictions. Then a change of Lifestyle and diet, and six weeks of physical outpaient therapy. Now I feel like I can join the living once again. I am still on a cane with occasional pain and exhaustion but with a whole new attitude. I am grateful for all the prayers and well wishes by all you wonderful people. I have delighted in the cards and flowers, and felt every prayer that covered me with grace. I am especially thankful to my children and husband who shared their love and hope with me.
Ever the Artist and Optimist I will be back at the easel soon. The painting above is a favorite of mine that I painted several years ago. That night of the accident, as I was under the influence of a cocktail of drugs given by the EMT’s, I remember the the flashing lights of the emergency vehicles and how they bounced off the windows and doors of the ER; It brought me back to my painting, “Cityscape”.
~Pam~