Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Jumping Through Hoops With a Broken Ankle

When a situation such as my current one (broken ankle, limited mobility) comes along, the question, "Why is this the direction things are going?" comes up. As I write this, had I not been otherwise impaired, my wife and I would be on a vacation to The Great Smokey Mountains. We planned to make the trip a couple months ago and were looking forward to a scenic adventure. Unless you live in some unconnected location (not likely if you're reading this I guess), you know what tragedy is playing out in the area we hoped to visit. Our plans got changed and we really didn't have much say in the outcome. Makes me have even more confidence (if that's possible) in our Creator. We must always acknowledge that He has us right where He wants us and there's something He wants us to do in that place. In the meantime, I try to deal with the business of repairing a fracture.

When I went to the orthopedic doctor, I was told that the piece of bone that broke off my tibia (shin bone) would need to be reattached with one or two screws to avoid a future complicated with arthritis caused by improper healing. I said, "Sounds good. Let's do it." Turns out the doctor was teasing in that he couldn't get out the scalpel and screwdriver until I underwent a battery of tests and my family doctor said it was ok. My family doctor, not happy with the results of the EKG, said my release for surgery would require the approval of a cardiologist. My cardiologist (I was hoping to never have to claim one as mine) was good enough to give me an appointment for Thursday, one day after the orthopedic doctor had originally indicated I could have my appointment with the screwdriver. So now, best guess (don't want to think about worst guess) is that we may have that date on Friday.

Hopefully this is going to get settled so that the real healing can begin. I'm beginning to envision a future of getting from one place to the other looking like Dennis Weaver's character Chester Good in the old "Gunsmoke" series. It just seems ironic that when an old man breaks his leg he is asked to jump through a bunch of hoops to get it fixed. No matter what, God's got me where He wants me and in that I shall always be content. I'd appreciate it if you'd join me in praying for those folks in Tennessee who are affected by and dealing with the wild fires.

1 comment:

  1. So very well written Steve. If you even find yourself short of doctors, check in with Leona. She's got plenty to spare. As for me I'm still a couple short of a Softball team. Hope your healing is rapid and complete!

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