Yesterday was a very busy day as I had an appointment with the orthopaedic surgeon who performed the ORIF (Open Reduction, Internal Fixation) of my right ankle. Mom and I left the house at 10:00 a.m. in order to reach Beverly Hills by 11:30. We ended up arriving at 11:00 a.m. and waited to see the doctor until 1:15-1:30ish. Unfortunately, two signs of having a good physician is a full office and lengthy wait time.
My name was finally called and I went into the "inner sanctum" of the Beverly Hills Orthopaedics. I was apprehensive, yet excited. I was worried that having stitches removed and my cast changed would be somewhat painful, yet I was excited at the prospect of being told that I could fully shower once again.
My cast and bandages were removed (and did not hurt, by the way), at which point I made a crucial mistake. I LOOKED down at my wound... that was pretty much all she wrote after that. I felt a little nauseus from that point on! It's odd how one can handle dead bodies, clean up miscellaneous fluids and deal with much of the gore of human illness, but when it applies to one's self, one bites the dust! I really should not have look down at my ankle!
My nausea passed and the ankle was x-rayed. The physician said that it looks like it is healing well. I was told that I cannot put ANY pressure or weight on it for three months! I think I'm going to go nuts. However, I now have a removable aircast, which means that I can remove the cast in order to fully shower or to put on a pair of jeans. That alone makes it worth it all! I never thought I would take showering for granted!
I still have much to learn from the Lord in the way of patience. I think about three more months of SITTING and it is difficult not to go nuts, but I do feel like a new woman with my new aircast! I found it much easier to sleep last night - I was actually able to sleep on my stomach!
My mom and I didn't get home until 7:00 p.m. last night, so we were both pretty exhausted. I was excited to see that I'd received two cards in the mail as well as a large package from my friend and second grade "co-pilot", Ben Henderson. I was puzzled as to what the contents of the package could be. Upon openning it, dozens of cards spilled out onto the kitchen table, designed by the second grade class we teach on Wednesday nights. I was so excited! These "little" things mean so much and are, in fact, BIG things for me. It just makes me miss everyone all the more, but I know that this is temporary. I found myself laughing repeatedly at the different sketches and drawings created by these 7-year-old hands. One partcular drawing portrayed a large truck running over a dog. I'm not sure if I'm the dog or if my own circumstances brought to memory one particularly horrifying day for one of my second graders... Another drawing puzzled me a bit as well. It simply said, "Pal?" on it. Is my student asking me if I am still in good enough condition to remain friends? How can you not see the humor in such innocent efforts on the part of the second graders to cheer me up? These cards made my whole week! I look forward to the day when I can thank them in person!
Thinking back on all the events of yesterday reminded me of a very profound, yet simple statement told to me this summer by one of my closest friends. She said, "After all of the struggles and hardships life's brought my way, I think the Christian life boils down to one thing: How much are you willing to trust [the Lord]?" Life is full of mountains and molehills. The unfortunate part about it is that we don't seem to think that we need God for molehills. However, when we are faced with a mountain, we are suddenly prostrate before Him, begging Him for mercy. Truly trusting Christ means that we steadily and faithfully depend on Him daily regardless of the size of our circumstances. Newsong wrote:
Chorus: When you believe He's all you need,
All of heaven celebrates,
repeat chorus
Bridge: His amazing grace is such a mystery,
Chorus (x2)
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