How many things have you heard about this superstitious holiday? Do you believe them, or do you laugh? Were you more fearful as a child than you are today?
Do these small words influence your thinking? I know they do for me, and it is not even a willing thought, it is habit of creature. Some things we learn as a child stay with us all through our lives. Without intending to, we can even let these superstitions rule our lives.
For me, this year on this superstitious holiday, I have had good news. I had fought with three of Al’s doctors, demanding through tone of voice, and numerous phone calls, to please consider giving him a new medication, that will actually help him in dealing with his every day pains. I don’t know if they got sick of me calling, or they knew they were backed up against the wall, with nowhere to run, but one finally gave in.
We hopped in the car, and drove to the pharmacy to pick it up. The pharmacist said Al could take the pill, but he needed to eat something with it. Al looked at the lunch counter, and I took his non-verbal cue, and we went back and had lunch. Al getting his routine food, a breaded cheeseburger, cheese sticks, and a diet cherry coke. He even ordered himself a slice of sugar cream pie for dessert. I had a whole wheat toasted egg salad sandwich, and some apple salad, and a small diet coke. After he ate, I gave him the hopefully, pain cure.
He didn’t hesitate at all, and only ask me what it was he was taking, and I explained it was to help his pain, and that is all it took, and he took it with no argument. It has been about forty-five minutes, and so for now, I am just keeping an eye on him, as it is a pain-killer in a different class of medications he usually takes. I always keep an eye on him for a few hours when he starts a new medication, pain or not. You just never know the side effects until you try them.
So today, I didn’t take notice of any cracks, or black cats, or ladders. I just took notice, that I was praying without thinking, giving thanks to our Lord for this new opportunity to help ease All’s pain. I didn’t notice that the sun was beating down hard, that there has been no rain for weeks here, and that the temperatures were still rising by afternoon, now being 93 degrees.
The car was quiet on our ride home. I was smiling and thanking God, and I know in my heart, Al was wishing and maybe even praying that he was going to be more comfortable in a while.
Friday the 13th? Superstitious? Maybe to some, but for me, I choose not to play the game for today.