Hey all!!!
Ok, so I know these posts about my knee must be getting tedious to read through or hear about but if I can just encourage you in the knowledge that someday I will literally have nothing to say about my knee, Lord-willing.
But today is not that day.
Oh and just to start out with some scripture that has been so very sweet to me this past month and a half:
James 1:17
Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow.
YES!!! My knee is such a great gift from the Father and so is my injury through which I can genuinely praise Him and glorify Him!!!
On Monday, I had an MRI per the request of the doctor. I had been told that I very likely had a torn meniscus which, while not a fun injury, is very manageable.
This Friday I went in to see the doctor and had a visit you could say I was not expecting at.all.
First, I had to wait for a little while and had the MRI slides up. I remember thinking, "You know, if this turns out to be nothing but a bad sprain, what funny story I'll be able to tell!"
But it wasn't.
Nope- not even close.
The doctor basically had a very caring but obviously burdened look...He said, "Ok, my dear. I have to tell you some bad news.
You tore your ACL."
WHAT?!?!?! asldkfal;skjsaklflsa POUNDING KEYS IN CONFUSION AND ASTONISHMENT
I honestly thought he was joking and was going to say, "Oh ahaha made you look, actually you just tore your meniscus."
But nope. And for those of you who have had a torn ACL you know that this is a pretty serious injury.
The rest of the visit was a blur of words that I had heard about other people, not me. You know. It's not like I have a life-threatening disease or cancer or something.
Basically, I have a wobbly knee. That's it.
But in that moment, those words, "surgery" and "physical therapy" and "recooperation" and "torn" were so devastating....
In that moment of my ears not believing anything I was hearing, my world felt like it was crashing in.
Ok, that's dramatic. But seriously- Let's just go over the facts:
-Surgery is an outpatient procedure but takes about a month to get back on your feet.
-the next three months are recooperating
- I won't be able to do anything slightly athletic for like 9 months
(ok, let's face it, the last one is a nice excuse to get fat :))
I think I just didn't expect it. I didn't expect that literally a split second mistake with my skis would possibly mean changing around my future plans with graduation and getting a job.
BUT let's just put everything in perspective:
-Medicine is so good today. I literally have no worries or reasons to think that I will not, someday, be completely better, if that is what God wants.
-I am able to walk.
-I am able, right now, to serve in my local church.
-I have presence of mind and body.
-God still hasn't abandoned me, despite my sins and anxieties.
-I have awesome friends. I have literally been served so much and I can't say thank you enough to those people- they are the best. the literal best.
I feel like the happiest girl in the world- because I have this hope, this undeniable, unshakable hope, in Christ!
I'm not making this up or trying to put on a show- it's real. it's genuine.
What a blessing!!! Thank you God for your gifts!!!
