Lucy thinks she's human.

Angels and answered prayers.

Today I was blessed with an answer to an online plea for help.
My cousin asked about my phone and offered a phone card.
I am learning to accept with grace and ask when there is need.
I have repaired three computers and have several opportunities coming up.
Remember there are angels all around.

Mountain high.

I had forgotten about this account through the vagaries and trials of life.
I am now striving to return to the worlds of Society and Normal.
Several years ago I was riding home from work on my bicycle. I was struck from behind by a vehicle so that my 18-speed and I were inverted when my chin hit their windshield.
Being a " local drunk" the deputy took me to the jail, apparently thinking I am talented enough to not only crash in a way that bent my REAR wheel, but to do so without any road-rash.
I had conversations and interactions I do not remember because I had a concussion. (Assumed)
I doubt many releases have been accomplished as quickly once I woke up and asked," I was run over by a car. Why am I the one in jail?"
As I have done through my life I buried the pain and the anger and continued as if I were okay.
In December 2010 something "popped" in my back while pulling grass from a client's yard with an iron rake. At first the experience was one of pressure behind the base of my sternum.  I was taught to call it the "solar plexis" , but the young lady at the ER was stumped. It felt as if a fist were jammed under my ribs. At that point I was still not "feeling" the pain.  I proceeded through the next two years to learn about the skeletal-nervous interfaces and how they can be damaged.
* to be continued *
B-)