It seemed a good idea at the time. It began late one night as I changed the bed sheets while watching an episode of "The Dick Van Dyke Show." It was a funny episode. Somewhere between the twisting and tugging of sheets and my laughter during the show—I pulled one of my ribs out of place. I've done this before so am familiar with the pain. I knew right away what had happened.
I've spent the last three weeks without my computer. The first week was okay, even though I had nothing to do besides watch TV. The second week I started to become anxious and depressed because I didn't have what I consider to be my lifeline. My laptop is the only way I can read the Bible, write my blog, and communicate with people through email, texting and phone calls.