This weekend, my car broke down, I got a virus, and my doctor didn’t give me a clear bill health. He’s making me get another mammogram. So this morning I got up, and I didn’t feel very well. And some of my breakfast came out of my body in a way that it isn’t supposed to.
Now, my question is my illness really a virus or am I just stressed out. I slept for almost two hours this afternoon, but that could have been stress release too. I don’t know.
All the bad stuff aside, things could have been worse. When my car stopped, I was on a I-35 off-ramp in downtown OKC, but there was no traffic. And I was less than 5 miles away from Lauren’s church, where my car got pulled to. Lauren and Eddie were home and willing to drive me to Norman. The police officer who called the truck to pull my car was really nice, and he told stories about his own daughters. And in the end, I only got home an hour later than I had planned. Isn’t that crazy for a break down?
And then my wonderful parents! Mom was ready to jump in the car and rescue me immediately…that really wasn’t going to be the best thing, this time, but it was the thought that counted. And then Dad came all the way to OKC and saved my car from the parking lot today. Of course, I feel a little sheepish. After he jumped it, it drove all the way home. There is still something wrong with the car, but my parents have been so good to help me get my car fixed.
However, I’m beginning to wonder if we need somebody to cast the demons out of that car, instead of sending her to the mechanic.
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