I was able to go into work today. I was only there for about 2 1/2 hours but it felt good to get out of the house. I brought some work home with me so I hope to do a little more work from home this weekend. Someone at work asked me if I was feeling better today and I said "I was able to get out of bed!" :)
I said earlier I was going to put some of the Miracles or "Divine Signatures" I've experienced throughout this ordeal in my blog. One that stands out in my mind is "The Miracle of the Tennis Ball". I was having a week where it was very painful to use my hands for anything. One day I was having trouble even opening my mail my hands hurt so bad. That Thursday I saw my physical therapist and I explained my problem with my hands to him and asked for suggestions. He recommended that I get a tennis ball and place it on a table, put my hand on it and push down, kind of standing over it so as to use my body weight to push down. This would give my hands a massage as sorts. I tried it there and it felt pretty good. When I got home I was pretty tired so I didn't look in my house to see if I had a tennis ball, it's possible I did somewhere but I don't know where it would be and I was too tired and sore to try and look. I called Donna that night and asked her if she had a tennis ball I could use. She did not. I decided it wasn't an urgent problem by any means and would ask someone if next time they went to the store if they could pick some up for me. I remember also telling my friend Debbie about what my therapist recommended.
I went to bed that night and when I had gotten ready for work and was getting ready to leave for work I walked down my stairs and at the bottom of my stairs was a tennis ball. I stared at it for several seconds, not touching it, and left for work. I called Donna and asked her if she had come over early in the morning and put a tennis ball at the bottom of my steps. Her answer was no. I then sent a text to Debbie and asked her the same question. Her answer was no but she was also wondering what I was on that would make me ask such a weird question - thanks Debbie! :) I thought to myself I must have imagined it and it wouldn't really be there. I came home from work a few hours later and it was there!!! I was able to use it that afternoon. My hands were very painful that afternoon so it came at a much needed time. I do believe it was a miracle. As stated earlier, I may have had one somewhere in my house but the fact that it appeared at the bottom of my steps was nothing short of a miracle!! It helped me to know that Heavenly Father is mindful of me, even in seemingly small and simple matters. It was not life or death that I had a tennis ball then but it was just a simple reminder that He is aware of me and that even in some of our hardest times He is with us and provides for us.
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