But as I spent my week glued to my couch, slipping in and out of consciousness from a cocktail of medications, a funny thing happened.
It became clear to me just how much love I have in my life in the form of family members, friends (the real life and virtual kind) and co-workers that I often take for granted. The kindness shown to me was simply overwhelming: my mother who dropped everything and drove three hours to be with me; my family members, personal friends, Facebook friends, and Twitter followers who kept my phone buzzing and email box full with a constant barrage of calls, text messages, wall posts, tweets, and emails to see how I was doing; my co-workers who drove me to doctor appointments, filled prescriptions, fed me, and even saw to it that my vehicle was safe (because I was in no shape to operate it). I couldn't believe how many people went out of their way to make me feel comfortable. So often, I get so bogged down by all my responsibilities that I forget just how truly wonderful and beautiful the people in my life are. When I was first injured, the school sent someone to pick me up and take me to the doctor. As I sat there and waited, the thought kept replaying in my mind that I was here all alone. My entire family was three hours away, and should I have an emergency (like right now), I didn't even have anyone that I could call right away for help. That thought (along with the excruciating pain in my head) made me sob uncontrollably. But the outpouring of support I received throughout the week let me know just how wrong I was. And I've never been so happy to be wrong :-)
When I felt I had enough,
You never turned away,
You were right there....
And I THANK YOU!