911

I am not a superstitious person. I do not get freaked out by the number 13 or if a black cat crosses the street in front of me. I trust in the Lord and know that He is in control. I know that he allows things to happen they way they do and I choose to follow Him weather I understand what's going on or not. April 19th and 20th are two days that always cease to amaze me. It was the anniversary of so many tragedies. First of all it is the emergency 4-20 code US police forces use as radio language to communicate an emergency...as a result rebels like to smoke pot at that time or whatnot. In addition, this was Hitler's birthday 19th, the Oklahoma City Bombing 19th, The Columbine Shooting 20th, and most recently the BP Oil Spill. Every year for the last 6 or so years I have taken cover and stayed in doors on these two dates out of fear something bad will happen. Totally uncharacteristic of me but something I do indeed struggle with. Last year when I found out that my due date to have my baby was April 20th, I about fell out of my chair. I had to pray about this and ask God to take control and not allow my flesh to wander into dangerous territory. I actually tried to convince myself that his due date was actually the 21st and that they counted wrong. He was born on the 16th and everything was fine. Two days ago I began having severe neck pain. Yesterday I decided to stop ignoring it and I called my physician. Then this morning at 3am I could not move. I was in so much pain that I literally did not know what to do. Mike and I got Carter up and we all went in to the Emergency Room at Mobile Infirmary. It turned out to be all muscular related so we were very relieved. I am on some meds and in a cervical brace. I just walked in the door to sit down and blog about everything when I glanced down at my hospital bracelet to see today's date. APRIL 20th! IT NEVER FAILS! Seriously, what is up with that?! OK, I don't feel good. I need to go lie down. More later about my food intake and struggles later.