Last week, my son, Kelly, called after he received a phone message relaying the results of his back x-rays. He broke his L-5 and pelvis snowboarding six years ago and he had experienced a flare-up.The doctor prescribed anti-inflammatories and recommended not lifting anything over twenty-five pounds.The radiologist said they found a deformity and he should make a follow-up appointment.
What could that mean? Between my parents’ health and my own, I had a lot on my mind. My son’s health compounded my worry. I prayed for a sign of hope.
On Sunday, I drove my husband, Danny, to ski at Breckenridge Ski Resort. On our way, four adults and several children stood at the bus stop. Unlike the weekend before when I shuttled skiers and boarders to the mountain, I knew the bus was probably on schedule. I decided to offer anyway.
I pulled over and asked, “Would anyone like a ride to the mountain?”
Two ladies nodded. They threw their skis in back of my car and jumped inside. They were from New York City. One mentioned she was a massage therapist who had relocated to Boulder. As I pulled into the Peak 9 parking lot, I asked, “You said you were a massage therapist?”
“Yes. I specialize in managing pain without drugs.”
I explained my son’s condition.
“It could be several different things,” she said as her bright blue eyes met mine. “If everyone had their body CAT-scanned, radiologists would find a bone abnormality somewhere. My guess is his L-5 isn’t even causing the pain.”
I relaxed for the first time all weekend. “That is such a relief. Thank you.” She handed me her card. I slipped it inside my purse and told her my son would be in touch.
As I drove out of the lot I said to Danny, “How amazing was that?”
“I would never have picked them up. You have a very unique relationship with the universe.”
I drove into the Peak 7 drop off and parked. Danny pulled his skis out of the back of the car while I fished the business card from my purse.
“Oh, my God. You won’t believe this,” I said while reading the card.
Life is extraordinary, if we pay attention.
My son and I had doctor appointments today. Kelly was told not to worry about the deformity and I was told my recovery was within normal range. Hope was right!
Do you believe in signs? Have you ever been blown away?