That pretty much describes the start to my week, but unlike Eve, my fall didn't affect my eternity. I woke up to a beautiful, sunny Monday morning, and I didn't have to into preschool, so I plotted out my morning. I would get some fresh air and a little exercise by walking to the local Whole Foods to get more pink lady apples. The ones I bought the week prior were tasty and I love apples. Then I'd go meet my big brother Grant for coffee. a nice 2 mile round trip walk, then coffee. How can the day start any better?
Except...about 90% of the way there, I somehow tripped over the leg of a construction sign perched to the side of the sidewalk. I was not on my phone or looking off to the side, not distracted by anything really until WHAM! I hit the concrete. I really have no idea how I tripped, how I fell, nothing. Just one split second of time and I now possessed bloody, scraped palms & knees. I jumped up, hopping mad, spied the sign, and oh how I wanted to kick the sign and punish it. Then a couple thoughts entered my mind. One, maybe the sign being orange meant it was a despondent Flyers fan & it tripped me because the Penguins were moving on in playoffs & Philly went home. Then I thought of one of my best friends, Kirsten, and remembered that breaking toes is kind of HER thing, and I couldn't just do Her thing.
So I continued on, because after all that, there was no way I was returning home without those dang apples! My knees and hands stung some but it didn't really bother me, but I also had a sore arm that I couldn't bend much. Just sore from me falling, I figured. So I jogged home, slapped some bandaids on myself and hopped in my car to have coffee. It was not super fun using my stickshift. I had no idea I was walking around with a broken elbow. It kind of makes me sound more badass than I really am!
Forward to yesterday at preschool and I finally decided that maybe it would be a good idea after all to have my arm looked at when Kirsten noticed a bump on the back of my elbow, and some swelling. Even then, I thought I'll just go at the end of preschool. You see, I am Irish, Italian, German & English, which means I am a mixture of temper, attitude, stubbornness & manners. There are times when I put those qualities to good use, and times I don't. It was only when my fingers went tingly numb that I gave in, and one of my pastors gave me a ride to urgent care for an xray. Yup, an elbow fracture. A hard splint. A sling. And an appointment with an orthopedic doctor this afternoon.
If you're still with me here, thank you! So how do I feel about this? I managed to reach nearly 48 years old without so much as a sprained, torn or broken anything before this week. I can't drive for a while. I can't wear anything with snaps or buttons. I need help unfastening undergarments. Everything I can do right now is using only one hand. Right now, I am typing with one hand and it is taking me eons to write. I have become dependent on others for daily, basic mundane details of living, for the first time since I was a small child. What I am feeling right now can be summed up in one word.
GRATITUDE. That's right. You read that correctly. Gratitude. I am so thankful for so many things. Thankful I didn't hit my head when I tripped. Thankful that all the workouts I have done since the world of Beachbody entered my life last year, allowed me to jump right up off the ground. It takes more than a construction sign to get me down. Thankful that my legs feel just fine. I still intend to do my 5K on May 14th, even with a sling and probable cast. Thankful that I work with the most amazing group of ladies at preschool. Thankful that our preschool teaches love to the kids as much as letters & numbers because this world can't get enough love. I'm thankful to belong to a wonderful church family where I am surrounded by people loving and encouraging and lifting up each other. Thankful that we have a wonderful group of pastors who focus on God's word. Thankful for my friends who lined up to bring us dinner for 3 nights this week to ease our week at home. Thankful to worship an all powerful God who loves me for the hot mess that I am. Every day.
I am so very thankful for how loved and blessed I feel. Thankful for my hubby who has to get up earlier now so he can drop off Alice at school in the mornings before his long work commute, and for everything he already does to help me around the house at home. I am so thankful he & I worked through the past few years instead of divorcing. Thankful for my girls who are old enough that they can drive me to the store and help me. I have always been so fiercely self sufficient, and asking for help is not one of my strengths. But God forced my hand this week, so I am learning how to let others help me, and I am thankful for the lesson. I have renewed respect and empathy for those who cannot do everything for themselves anymore. It is clear to me that we are not meant to go through this thing called life alone.
So be thankful. For things big and small. Help someone who needs it. And be the reason someone else smiles today. God bless!
My orthopedic dr appt confirmed the elbow fracture with new xrays. He opted to make me a removable long arm splint so I could shower (and not be tormented with "in-cast" itching!) Plus, I have a wonderfully plushy new sling that is moreuser friendly! The bonus is this splint doesn't restrict my fingers & thumb!! I will have this 4-6 weeks, and PT at some point. And no surgery needed!!! I go back next week for more xrays to check my healing. God is so good to me!! ❤