Well, I promised an arm update on Friday and totally dropped the ball on that one. That should teach me to not make bloggy promises at this point in my life! But without further ado, here’s the current status of my arm:
My elbow fracture(s) are not yet healed, though my doctor was hoping they would be by 6 weeks. So that means that for now, I’m still not allowed to do anything weight-bearing with my arm. No opening jars, carrying laundry baskets, etc. However, the fracture is healing in “almost perfect” alignment, which is fantastic news, and makes it more and more likely that surgery will not be needed. My wrist is sprained more badly than originally thought, so that means more patience, more rest, more time. I started physical therapy last week, for both my elbow and wrist. I have 3 appointments per week, plus exercises to do twice a day, followed by icing, so my schedule is filling up with all things arm-related. But after just a few days, I had gained a few degrees of flexion in my elbow (YAY!). I have quite a way to go yet, but the progress gives me hope and motivation!
Now for the real point of this post. I wanted to take some time to list a few of the many things I’m thankful for, as I look back over the past 7+ weeks since I first fell and injured myself. It’s easy to complain; it’s easy to get discouraged. But it’s also easy to be thankful, because God’s grace is abundant and obvious. Here are just a few ways He has shown me grace:
- My amazing husband and kids. Seriously, they have been fantastic. They help around the house, make sure I’m comfortable, pray for me, encourage me, carry things, fold things, lift things, move things, vacuum things, fix things, open things, close things. And they love me, even when I’m feeling particularly useless and unloveable.
- Friends and family. So many people have been there for me. My mom has watched L.(5) while I’ve gone to numerous doctor appointments (in addition to all the usual babysitting she does). Friends and family members have checked in on me, prayed for me, helped me. One friend insisted on preparing (and carrying) my coffee at a recent meeting. Two others told me (they didn’t ask, they just insisted) that they would be bringing us dinner — the dinners were delicious, by the way. Other friends helped us at a church dinner I took the boys to while Chad was out of town — everything from pouring my drink to cutting up L.’s chicken. In countless big and little ways, I’ve been so blessed by those around me.
- This day and age. This might sound shallow, but I’m thankful to be living in a time when we have dishwashers and washing machines, automobiles and microwaves, even a laptop computer. I take these conveniences for granted far too often, but when folding a load of laundry starts taking three times as long as it used to, you quickly become thankful for all the time-saving gear we have at our disposal.
- Adaptation. It’s amazing how skilled you become at using your non-dominant hand when you really need to. I’m becoming a pro at left-handed makeup application, coffee preparation, driving, typing, and peanut-butter-and-jelly-sandwich-making. Handwriting…well, that would take longer. Thankfully, I’m now able to use my right hand for short periods of writing and typing, so no one has to worry about deciphering too much of my left-handed scribbling.
- Time. Because there is much I either cannot or am not allowed to do, I find myself with some additional time sitting around. Yes, some of it is at the physical therapist’s, but still, it’s time. It’s been a blessing to use that time for more reading, more praying, more pondering.
- Progress. Admittedly, these seven weeks have been a very looooong seven weeks. The journey to full recovery seems achingly slow at times. Yet there is progress. The pain has gradually decreased, my flexibility is slowly returning, and I will hopefully be back to semi-normal function within the next month or two. The progress has been gradual, but it’s there, and I’m so thankful for it.
Those are just a few things I’m thankful for. I could list many more, but this blog post is getting long. If you’ve read the whole thing and you’ve been following along with me the last month-and-a-half, thank you! Though I know I’m a sporadic poster even during the best of times, my forced break has made me miss this blog quite a bit, and I hope to post a bit more regularly as healing allows!