Funny story to start, I associate Ace of Base’s hit song, “The Sign” with middle school forensics (aka speech/debate). We would have dances at competitions (since they took ALL DAY) and I always remember hearing this song there.
Yeah, I believe in them. Sure some stuff may be coincidental but sometimes, I think there is something that happens that really points out to you what you need to be doing.
Here is my recent story about signs.
Six weeks ago, walking out of my MRI, my iPhone randomly started playing music. It selected “Hold On” from Neko Case. It was a clear sign or warning of what was to come.
Six weeks later (aka Friday), I am walking to the sports medicine doctor in my boot and look down to see a heads-up penny on the street corner. I have this thing where I find spare change a lot outside but I only pick it up if it’s heads-up. Superstitious I guess.
But anyhow, I saw it, awkwardly bent down and picked it up.
Shortly after, the doctor told me that I can GET RID OF THE BOOT. Well, start going without it more. X-ray showed no fracture and the physical test yielded no pain. I think I was so stunned, I didn’t know what to say.
Now begins the rehab process and SLOWLY easing back in to weight-bearing activities, including walking without the boot.
There are signs everywhere guys. And I’m glad this one went my way.