I've often heard this saying: Be careful what you wish for because you never know if you'll like what you get.
I didn't think it could be true, although I had a picture of wishes that, even if they were fulfilled, were not exactly what the wisher wanted. Specifically, it was about the accuracy of the wish. If it wasn't worded correctly then the result might not be what was desired either.
I saw this in an old film. Bedazzled, is a 1967 film, starring Dudley Moore. He sells his soul to the devil in exchange for fulfilling seven wishes. He wanted to get the girl he loved to fall in love with him and, of course, that's what he asked the devil for, but the devil found a way to make the wish fulfillment not at all to the young man's liking. Apparently, the devil fulfilled the wish but found a way to make it impossible to accept.
For example, the young man asked the devil that he and the girl he wanted to love each other very much. The devil granted the wish and the two loved each other very much... only he made them the same sex!
I also had such a wish, that is a wish whose fulfillment was not as I imagined and that also had to do with Hive.
It happened four years ago...
Without doing much, I didn't have enough free time to do what I liked. All sorts of little things, all sorts of requests from family and friends, all sorts of family activities left me little time for Hive, for writing blogs, for reading posts, for commenting and interacting. I felt acutely that the insufficient time I had for Hive was preventing me from reaching the level I wanted to reach, the level I felt I could reach, the level many of my colleagues had reached. This was a permanent stress for me...
I ended up wishing that I would get sick and have to stay in bed and thus devote more time to Hive activities.
Four years ago I wanted (actually, my wife wanted) to buy a new wardrobe for our son. We chose what we thought was the easiest option, namely IKEA. It was cheaper, but I had to assemble the wardrobe myself.
When I'm working on something I like to do it alone. I asked my wife to go to a friend's house and I started work. Assembling the wardrobe was not easy, especially since it would have taken two people to do it (a big wardrobe with three doors)... In the place where I put the cupboard there was a big table, for six people, with a round top. I dismantled the table and put it in the hallway. In the end, after I was done with the cupboard (that is, after about three hours of work) I found that I had blocked the hallway with the table and decided to take the table upstairs to an empty room.
That's when I made the mistake of my life. I wanted to take the round, very heavy, oak countertop up the stairs, upstairs. I chose to push the top, step by step, up the stairs...
Halfway up the stairs, a small imbalance caused me to drop the countertop which rolled over me. I only saw this for a split second... then I woke up after I don't know how long, slumped in the hallway, head cracked, blood everywhere, and almost unable to move. I struggled to get up. Unbearable pain in my back, above my kidneys, in my spine!
I won't go on. Emergency hospital, X-rays, CAT scan. A spinal fracture and a vertebral compression. Just a few millimeters short of paralysis!
I was in bed for three months. No way was I going to do what I thought I was going to do if I got sick and had to stay in bed. I tried holding my laptop to my chest and reading, writing... any movement gave me unbearable pain in my spine. For three months I had only this window in front of me!
Recovery, gymnastics, and a ban on lifting weights followed. This accident changed my life for the worse and yet I was not left paralyzed, wheelchair-bound. Fortunately!
I learned something from this experience...
Never push something round up a ladder and... to be more careful with what I wish for!
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