It all started with the munchies. Sitting at my desk, diligently working on payroll. Suddenly, the unpleasant odor of marijuana assaulted my senses. A client had walked through the lobby, leaving a trail of the pungent fragrance in his wake. The ladies in the lobby had held their composure until he got through the door and were vigorously spraying air freshener throughout the lobby. Within moments we had the munchies. How wonderful. Paying it no mind, I continued with my payroll tasks. The next thing I know, I’m late for a dentist appointment about which I had forgotten. The dentist graciously said I could be late and out the door I sprang.
Laying in the torture chair – I mean – dentist’s chair, thinking it was going to be a simple checkup for a previously extracted tooth and bone graft, contemplating my need to set reminders when the dentist brought out the dreaded needle. The next thing I know, there’s a device being used that feels and sounds suspiciously like a socket wrench in my mouth. I asked the Doc about it, and he proudly informed me it was a torque wrench and that I was going to be looking like a chipmunk and needing ice and pain meds for the next few days. He had just installed an implant screw. I’ll admit, I’ve been wondering for the past week if I had a screw loose. Turns out, it wasn’t loose, it was missing! Not a problem, except that I wasn’t expecting a numb and sore jaw and I still had the munchies. No late lunch on the way home for me today. As I traversed wet roads back to the office, squinting through heavy rain, there was suddenly a movement to my left that didn’t belong. An SUV was jetting across the median right at my truck. Immediately, I started to boogie away from the wrecking SUV and toward the right shoulder. The SUV crossed the guard wire and entered the pavement as I was veering away as hard as I could without wrecking myself. I heard things hit my truck and felt the rear end spin out. After I’d safely made it to the shoulder, stopped, and called 911 I was able to assess my truck. No damage that I could see. The other car was in the median still but too far away for me to help. I looped around to see if I could help, calling the office on the way to let them know I had been delayed. By the time I got back to the scene, the SUV had driven out of the median onto the shoulder and was just sitting there. As it seemed they were not in distress I called the dispatcher back, updated them, and headed back to work.
When I arrived at the office, I learned they had informed my assistant that I was in a near wreck, and she was worried. She was waiting on me to arrive to know all was well. When I got there and informed her that I wasn’t in the accident, she didn’t lose the concerned look on her face. She grabbed me, soberly looked me in the eye, and told me something was wrong. Just then, I remembered that she didn’t know about the dentist appointment. My face was still numb! She thought I’d had a stroke from the adrenaline of the near miss car accident. I quickly told her about the new screw in my head… she doesn’t think it’s funny yet, but I’m hopeful she will by tomorrow.
Today, I’m grateful for the Lord’s protection and provision. And soup… since I look like a chipmunk and I still have the munchies.
