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I do not consider myself lucky anymore because if I was lucky I would not
be stuck in a wheelchair. However, I do consider myself fortunate for
what I have and for what I am able to do with my disability. I am not
psychic and I do not believe in the psychic phenomenon but that might be
changing. The past few days have been quite out of the ordinary for
me.
Last Saturday morning, I was watching a movie and thinking I should give
my friend Tim a call because I have not talk to them for a couple of
weeks. Less than 1 minute later the phone rings and hear its Tim. I live
out in the country and before my PCA's leave every night I always tell them to
drive careful and watch for deer. Monday night I told my PCA to drive
careful but I forgot to tell her to watch for deer. I remembered I
forgot to tell her to watch for deer but she had already walked out the door.
Approximately two minutes after she left, the phone rang and I heard my wife
telling somebody that she would grab Steven, our son, and would be there in a
couple of minutes. When I heard my wife talking, I figured something
happened to my PCA and she needed help. My wife came into my bedroom and
told me that my PCA had just hit a deer and they were going to give her
hand. That night, I'd dreamt that the township bought a street sweeper
and was sweeping my road and so long into my driveway to sweep it also.
The next day, Tuesday, I went to my sisters to visit and when I came home and
turned on to my road I almost crapped my pants. The township swept my
road but they did not sweep my driveway. I have never heard or have seen
the State, County or Township sweep a rual road just because it was dirty
unless there was an accident and debris needed to be swept up. Talk
about deja vu and dreams coming true.
My transmission on my van was acting up so, I made an appointment to get
it checked out for today with my local for dealer. I decided that I'd better
take my morning PCA with me just in case something happened. I explained
what the transmission was doing to the technician and then we went for a
ride. I pulled out of the driveway and stopped at the stop sign and when
I went to go the transmission broke. We were able to limp around back to
the dealership and get my van to the hoist. I needed to get home somehow
so the dealership called the local handicap service but they do not service
the area where I live. I called the handicap service from Duluth that I
used before and they just so happened to have a driver on break. He was
able to come and pick me up within the half-hour which was really good since I
was in a different city approximately 25 miles away. Now, what are the
chances that the transmission would break with the transmission technician in
the vehicle and what are the chances that I would be able to get a ride home
so quickly from an agency that was 25 miles away in a different city?
Maybe, just maybe, I might be getting some luck back.
Jim
