Bodies Are Amazing

"Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Tulp" - Rembrandt (I like the name 'Tulp')

Once upon a time, the side of my face hurt and over a progression of a few days it went numb and then finally swelled. I was diagnosed with Bells Palsy. I vote for a name change because it sounds quite a bit more terrifying and permanent than it really is. It is a mysterious thing in that they do not know what causes it and there is really no rhyme or reason to who the lucky ones are that get it. However, it is curable and recoverable and it looks as if I will be just fine.

The purpose of this post is not to focus on what my brother so lovingly calls 'hells bells palsy' but rather to express the awe and respect I have for our bodies. It has been an interesting recovery and maybe even a little enjoyable because of the things I've felt. You know when you suck the air out of an empty milk jug and it starts to crumple in in abrupt portions? That's the best way I can describe how it felt as my face deflated, of course, on a much smaller scale. Then, ever since the swelling has gone down it has felt as if my muscles and nerves are dancing as they try to tighten back up (I would classify it more as a ballet than hip hop). The doctor said that what I'm feeling is my nerve regenerating. How neat is that! The fact that our bodies can heal themselves is simply amazing to me(even when they need some extra medicinal help...in fact, here's a shout out to modern medicine...thank you!). A while ago I found this quote by Elder Nelson of the Quorum of the Twelve and I feel it's very applicable,

"The Fall of Adam (and Eve) constituted the mortal creation and brought about the required changes in their bodies, including the circulation of blood and other modifications as well. They were now able to have children. They and their posterity also became subject to injury, disease, and death. And a loving Creator blessed them with healing power by which the life and function of precious physical bodies could be preserved. For example, bones, if broken, could become solid again. Lacerations of the flesh could heal themselves. And miraculously, leaks in the circulation could be sealed off by components activated from the very blood being lost."

Our bodies are wondrous, fascinating, incredible, and awe-inspiring.

Joy in the Crunch


I love Fall, besides the obvious reason of Halloween, I love the weather and overall feel of the season, and......I do believe that it is officially here. In addition to the fact that the people who make the calendars have already declared it, the temperature has also suddenly dipped. It was a warm 70 degrees yesterday and then today it maybe reached 50 degrees for a minute. The air is nice and crisp and my hoodies are now a part of my outfit instead of being carried around for precaution's sake (blast those annually chilly rooms).

But here is the reason I love Fall most...fallen, crunchy leaves. My eldest sister blogged about this on her lovely list of simplicity a little bit ago and I must agree. When it comes to stepping on a big, curled up, dry leaf my alacrity never falters. Walking to and from school is much more adventurous when you're keeping a sharp eye for a good crunch. You see one about five paces ahead of you and so you make quick calculations in your head; I must slow down a tid, lengthen my stride a bit, and move ever so slightly to my left...then CRUNCH! Ahhhh, so satisfying.

When the crunching began this season I wondered if my delight in such an act was unwholesome, you know, delighting in destruction.....But, don't even worry, I've decided that that is the purpose of a fallen leaf! Alright, so obviously leaves must fall in order for trees to be able to brace the winter. And yes it only makes sense that without the nourishment from the tree they must dry up. But why are they so much fun to step on? Hummm? The logic only makes sense...

Here's to crunching.