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it to the large living room. Passing out, I fell flat on my face upon on the hardwood floor. I wrap up my detailed account, focusing on the time between falling-to-regaining consciousnesses. “I think I was out about 20-30 minutes. It might be a low blood sugar problem, too. Back in Florida, I was on that high protein diet because the doctor thought I had hypoglycemia.” “Can you eat anything?” “Maybe some weak tea and dry toast.” I manage to eat a few bites of toast and sip tepid tea, before getting brave enough to walk slowly to the hallway bathroom. Once inside, I peer into the lighted vanity mirror. Seeing my bloodied battered face, I observe the swollen left eye and bruised laceration close below. My busted lip more closely resembles that of a boxer than a middle-aged housewife. Doing a quick examination of my body, beneath my gown and robe, I find bruised areas on my left arm and both legs. I’m wobbly, weary and afraid. With determination, I go back to our bed. Later, the doorbell rings. “Abby, we have company. We’re coming in.” Ron comes into the bedroom with our concerned pastor. Brother Danny asks, “Is there anything I can do to « 32 DOZ Magazine July 2018 help?” “No, I’ll be okay.” After a brief discussion, he leads in prayer. Before leaving, he again offers his assistance. A short time passes before someone else rings the doorbell. Ron greets Millie, a friend, and neighbor from the church. Our pastor had informed her about my blacking out. With Ron, Millie enters the bedroom, equipped with blood pressure and blood sugar testing apparatus. My modern day Florence Nightingale comes to my aid and runs a quick check of vitals. Both my blood pressure and sugar levels appear to be normal. I appreciate her concern and bedside manner. Like our pastor, who showed empathy, she makes herself available before we say our goodbyes. My symptoms steadily decline. When I go to my doctor, I explain my fainting incident. She brushes it off like the common cold. Today, two years later, recounting my brush with danger, I am now keenly aware of the delicate balance between conscious and unconsciousness. Devotionals are her first love in writing. Published articles in Mature Living Magazine, Devotions for the Deaf, The Secret Place, Light from the Word, Coosa Journal, With God Daily, Mary Hollingsworth’s The One Year Devotional of Joy and Laughter. php?id