Monday, September 10, 2012

The Longer Haul

Now that I have declared this blog to not be a play by play of my family's life, here's another update (Maybe now that my guilt is relieved from admitting it I will be more likely to actually update!).  I mentioned in the last post that my "shin splint" situation was improving and I was hoping to run again soon.  But, alas, that is not the case.  A few days after writing that our family went bowling with some friends from church and I realized, after attempting to jump up & down to celebrate a great bowling achievement, that all was not at all well with my leg.  So the next day I called Dr. Sports Medicine and made an appointment.  He took some x-rays and presented me with the bad news that I appear to have a stress fracture of my tibia (shin bone).  Ugh.  No wonder is wasn't improving as fast as I'd hope.

The problem with the tibia is that it is a weight-bearing bone, and it does not really heal well as long as I continue to put all (or nearly half, anyway) of my weight on it.  Dr. Sports Medicine's solution? Crutches for the next two weeks and then a recheck.  No weight on the weight-bearing bone at all.  Well, we managed to survive the two weeks, but I knew all along that my leg did not seem much-improved.  I was not surprised that Dr. Sports Medicine said I would need to stay on the crutches a while longer, maybe as long as two months, but I was disappointed! 

I had an MRI, my first one ever, and what the doctor said was confirmed: I essentially have a broken leg, though it is not a complete fracture.  And the "stress reaction" encompasses 50% of the bone.  And the fracture is in a location where surgery is often required if the fracture is complete.  Dr. Sports Medicine doesn't think I will need surgery, but he wants me to see Dr. Orthopaedic Surgeon to get her opinion in the matter.

But I am leaving for a nice beach vacation tomorrow, I say.  No worries, he replies, you can see the surgeon after you get back, you need to be on the crutches at least that long anyway...

It was at this point that I realized this is no short-term matter.  I have actually found the long haul.  I knew that training for the half-marathon was going to require patience, endurance, and perseverance.  I knew there would be pain involved, too.  But I could not have predicted that what happened at the end of the training would be an even better opportunity for me to work on those qualities that I knew I lacked.

I have whined and complained about my crutches.  It has been a big adjustment for our family - Mom can't walk around, carry things, or face the grocery store.  But clearly two weeks wasn't long enough, because it wasn't until after that that I realized that I must move on to accepting, and even being grateful for my affliction.  I knew from the beginning that this is really a mild affliction by comparison to all the horrific things so many people are going through.  God is being kind to me to teach me some patience through this small thing.  But it is still my small thing, and I must trust Him to get me through it.  And hopefully I will do a little better at that in the weeks ahead!

I do hope to run again.  It is sad to see my little exercise ticker lady stopped at 353 miles.  She will surely not make it to her goal of 700 miles for the year.  Oh well.  God is in charge of my life and my legs, and He surely has a plan for me that does not involve running, at least for a time.  So for now I will focus on what I can do, and keep learning how to ask for and receive help gratefully. Superwoman I am not!

Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. (James 1:2-3 ESV)
And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. (Colossians 3:17 ESV)

1 comment:

Bryonie said...

Hmmm. A good reminder for me too. Thanks. Have a wonderful, wonderful vacation anyway! Love to all. We miss you already.