Learning Patience

I don't often talk about health issues here and truth be told, we've been very blessed and neither of us have any complaints other than the normal wear and tear that reminds us that we are no longer 20. I've only had one small outpatient procedure - small procedure - big bill! DH had a rough patch when he had a bulged disc pushing on his sciatic nerve a few years ago, but we've generally been able to steer clear of doctors. Neither of us takes any medication unless you count fish oil and vitamin C and DH takes some joint supplements that I may start taking. We try to eat healthy and are trying to slim down (constant struggle) - I don't bake anymore unless I'm cooking for others or have company, but the slim down process is S-L-O-W. It doesn't help that my knee is keeping me from my daily walks and really just about anything else right now.

We have a sports medicine / orthopedic clinic in town and on the 12th I called to make an appointment. The earliest I could get in was the 22nd. X-rayed knee. Good news - no broken bones. Made an appointment for an MRI a few days later.

Good news. No torn ACL, LCL, or meniscus. But a chunk of bone or cartilage is floating around in my knee joint so appointment has been made to have it scoped...on the 17th. Sigh. The surgeon is going to be out for 2 weeks and that's the earliest slot. Official diagnosis until he gets in there is 'internal derangement of the knee', which is kind of a catchall phrase for something's amiss. Grateful it's not an emergency, but frustrated that simple things like stepping into the shower, or pickup, or even britches is an ordeal. Getting up after sitting or lying down makes me want to cry. I followed DH around at Sam's on crutches (I'm becoming a crutch champ), but let him navigate the grocery store solo after this latest appointment.

I don't watch much tv, participate in social media, or play any games on the computer. But I can hobble around and keep up with the laundry, cook, and keep the dust bunnies from staging a mutiny although I'm not very graceful while attempting to do so. Sewing is not fun because it hurts to swivel in my chair, reach for anything, or get up and down.

In the big scheme of things, this is not a big deal. So many are facing much more serious challenges.
 My current situation has allowed me time to read and pray and ask the Lord what he wants me to learn in the midst of this season. The first thing I heard was, "Patience, my child". So I sigh.

And smile.

And sit as His feet.

And that alone is a blessing like no other.