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Praying for a break?

Around two years ago, my husband and I managed to both break a foot bone during the same week. It really set us back, and physical activity was slowed down dramatically…not to mention our metabolisms. So we are thrilled to be working out together again on a regular basis. In case you want to hear the amusing (don’t worry we can laugh at ourselves) story of two people who love each other, and really can share their pain with each other..read on…(and no…we were not wrestling)

My injury happened first while I was playing soccer with the kids. My ankle twisted, and I went down. I thought it was just sprained, but it hurt for weeks. Meanwhile, BC somehow broke his foot bone by jumping off the back of his truck with a bag of leaves. We guess the incline did it. Then he got into some poison ivy and had a severe reaction (hives) to the Motrin he was taking for the foot pain. To top it off, he developed an bad infection. Needless to say, my foot waited (about two weeks), and I tried to “walk it off”. Then, I went into the doctor and told her about my pain, and asked her why the bone was sticking out on my foot. She said it was probably okay, and said, “Didn’t your husband come in here with a broken foot? Maybe you are experiencing ‘sympathy pains’?”

I really did not like her method of determining whether or not my foot was indeed broken, so I kindly asked her for an X-ray. She hesitated, and told me the added cost. I replied, “I really would like an X-ray, despite the added cost.”. So, I had the X-ray and the doctor came back in the room shaking her head and saying, “Well, you were right…you have a broken bone!” This bone took almost 10 months to heal. I did not enjoy wearing that boot, or cast (later on). A broken foot may be desirable in high school, but not when you are 35? I remember struggling to get to my car on crutches. It was hard work!

One day, I was feeling sorry for myself, and then we went out to eat (yes, that helps, but there is more…). As we were eating dinner, my son pointed out another man who was wearing crutches. I glanced over at the young man, and noticed he only had one leg. My self pity immediately left the room. There he was smiling and making the best of it, and that is what I prayed that I would be able to do. The LORD is so good. My foot finally healed, and I am so thankful! They say “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”. Evidently, this is said to be true with broken bones; somehow, they are stronger than before! We were also amazed at how helpful our children could be during that time.

Bc and I still managed to laugh at this ridiculous situation. “Look, we are bookends with our boots!”, BC said.  We smiled as we told people we were “taking one for the team”! Then, another laugh came when an elder from church called me and said, “I’ve been praying the LORD would give you guys a break.” Then I quickly replied, “Well stop praying for that, we have two of them!” He laughed, and said, “I mean…”, and I said, “I know, but those are the breaks!”

One Response to “Praying for a break?”

 
  1. Organizing Mommy Says:

    hilarious! I assume all is repaired now..

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