A year ago, I decided to divide my blog and make two blogs. One was for my creative writings "Expressive praise" and the other one to encourage others on debilitating chronic pain "Teensy Tidbits for Managing Pain." It isn't working as well for me so I am going back to just writing one blog....
You will find all of my creative writings and Expressive Praise artwork on my new blog called "Teensy Tidbits" at: teensytidbits.blogspot.com
Thank you for coming with me on this new adventure and chapter of my life.
we have moved to teensytidbits.blogspot.com
May 11, 2015
Apr 8, 2015
God Used a Cricket to Save My Life
In December of 2014, I was having problems with feeling very weak and nauseated. I do deal with
Fibromyalgia (Fibro) and a list of other health issues so feeling weak and nauseated is not new to me. Even Fibro sometimes feels like the flu. Yet this was weird because I couldn't get up off the floor of my lounge pad on that Monday. Usually I can go about doing things a little at a time, but something was different this time. I thought that it was just another health issue I have to endure so it didn't really bother me too much. On Tuesday, I felt a little better but I could barely do my laundry. I just sat by the dryer and pulled out the clothes and threw them over my head to the table because I was too weak to get up. I didn't even fold all of them. I don't normally act like this.
On Wednesday, I saw a cricket in my kitchen. I don't like crickets so I was anxiously trying to get it out of my kitchen so I would be able to sleep at night. No I am not one of those people who loves the sound of crickets chirping or chiming in the middle of the night. I tried to catch it with a cup I found nearby, yet it hopped to the back of the stove. Grrr, I thought. I am never going to be able to get it. As it hopped behind the stove, I leaned toward the wall to see if I could see it. All of a sudden I smelled gas coming from behind the stove.
I immediately called the gas co and sure enough there was a small gas leak coming through the regulator. He fixed it as I tried to find the cricket. No luck. After he left, I opened the windows and felt fresh air in my lungs immediately. I was too lightheaded to think about opening them beforehand. I noticed that even my cat Buttons was walking around more after I opened the windows.
The next day I saw the cricket hopping out of the kitchen. I ran to it to catch it because I didn't want him in my bedroom making those cricket sounds. Yet I felt sorry for him. Poor little guy, he probably felt sick too with the gas leak because I didn't hear him at all make a peep the night before. I decided to capture that little guy and I walked the three flights of stairs to the outside and released him. He needed a second chance and some fresh air.
God sent that little cricket to save my life and my cat's life too. If I didn't see him hop near the back of the stove, I wouldn't have known I had a gas leak. I have heard people say that animals (cats and dogs) have warned people when danger was close by. God must have a sense of humor, because he sent me a cricket.
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I immediately called the gas co and sure enough there was a small gas leak coming through the regulator. He fixed it as I tried to find the cricket. No luck. After he left, I opened the windows and felt fresh air in my lungs immediately. I was too lightheaded to think about opening them beforehand. I noticed that even my cat Buttons was walking around more after I opened the windows.
The next day I saw the cricket hopping out of the kitchen. I ran to it to catch it because I didn't want him in my bedroom making those cricket sounds. Yet I felt sorry for him. Poor little guy, he probably felt sick too with the gas leak because I didn't hear him at all make a peep the night before. I decided to capture that little guy and I walked the three flights of stairs to the outside and released him. He needed a second chance and some fresh air.
God sent that little cricket to save my life and my cat's life too. If I didn't see him hop near the back of the stove, I wouldn't have known I had a gas leak. I have heard people say that animals (cats and dogs) have warned people when danger was close by. God must have a sense of humor, because he sent me a cricket.
For this story and more of my creative writing, tips, and artwork, checkout:
www.teensytidbits.blogspot.com
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