Wishing Can Be Hazardous to Your Health (standard:humor, 903 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Mar 06 2018	Views/Reads: 1618/1156	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
It’s very easy to complain about something that you are going through, but when you see someone else going through something worse, it is a point to which you can really thank God. My thanks to God is not based upon good times, but rather the faithfulness

The last several months have been rather busy with hardly a break
anywhere. Sometimes the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I get so 
busy we forget about the necessity of taking a break every now and 
then. Soon one day becomes just like the last day. And tomorrow? Will 
be just like today. 

We did take a little break and went out for supper one evening at one of
our favorite restaurants. This has become a rather rare occasion and so 
we tried to enjoy the moment as much as we could. 

We were chit chatting and enjoying our company as the waitress brought
our food to us. It was a delicious meal and I was beginning to enjoy 
myself, maybe just a little too much. 

“You know,” I said rather cheerfully, “what I really wish for?” 

Not knowing where I'm coming from my wife said, “I really have no idea
what you're wishing for right now. Just be careful what you wish for.” 

Staring off into space a little bit I responded by saying, “I wish I
could take a week off and do nothing.” 

When she finished laughing she said, “Don't wish for something that you
can't follow through on. You know that's not possible.” 

Together we laughed and enjoyed that far-reaching impossible idea. 

A week later, almost to the day, I was scheduled to go to my doctor for
blood work. I don't know why doctors are so interested in blood, 
especially my blood. It was on a Monday and the day before I had pain 
in my right shoulder all the way down to my fingertips. I figured I 
would ask the doctor when I was in for my scheduled appointment. I 
assumed I had a pinched nerve somewhere. 

I showed my arm to the doctor and there was a little rash beginning to
develop near my elbow. The doctor looked at that, smiled wickedly and 
said, “You have shingles.” 

I have heard of shingles, but I did not know anything about it. I did
not know if I should call for some roofing contractor to work on my 
shingles or what. 

After further examination, he confirmed his first guess and said, “You
do have shingles and it's good that you're here today because we got it 
just in time.” 

The doctor went out of the room, came back in the room, went out of the
room and came back in the room all the time smiling. Up to this time, 
he had not been able to find anything wrong with me. His comment always 
has been, “A person your age should have something wrong with them.” 

Well, now I have something wrong with me. Are you happy now, Dr.
Dracula? 

In first grade, I had chickenpox and so I have been carrying this
shingles virus all these years. I did not know I had a “carrying 
license” for shingles. Why doesn't the government get on that? 

The visit with the doctor was just the beginning. From then on, these
shingles went crazy. They were dancing up and down my right arm as 
though they owned it. 

I really would not mind the dancing it was the pain that caught my
attention. 

Up to this point, I thought I knew what pain was all about. Boy was I
wrong. 

The shingles virus affects the nervous system and it was from the top of
my shoulder to the tip of my fingers. I never experience pain like this 
before. 

For the next week, my wish for nothing to do came true, proving my wife
was really wrong. I spent most of the time in bed doing nothing but 
groaning in pain. I'm not sure this was what I had in mind in my wish. 


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