It was a difficult few days ... my right arm/shoulder hurt almost any time I moved, and I had to keep my left wrist as still as possible because the first IV collapsed my vein, it took them 4 stabs to get the second one into my tiny hidden veins. Anytime I bent my wrist, blood would back-flow and a nurse would have to come in and fix the line. If you know me at all, you'll know how much I absolutely hate needles/shots/IVs - it was such a relief to transition off the morphine (it made me throw up) then off IV paid meds to the oral meds.
Right before discharge, the changed the bandages and dressings on all my wounds, which were healing quite nicely. Since I currently live in an apartment by myself, a number of people were willing to open their houses to me while I recover. I took Mike and DJ Riley up on their offer. (In fact, I'm writing from their place right now.) It's been the prefect amount of assistance without hovering.
A number of people have asked how my parents are doing. They've been pretty great. This isn't the first time I've been away from home with medical problems. In talking to my mom she said that God's been teaching her a lot about trust the past 5 years or so ... especially when it comes to me and my brother. She's learned to trust that we are in God's hands and that God will provide what we need. Sure she'd love to be taking care of me in the hospital, but she said she'll just have to find someone else to care for.
I've also been asked about my motorcycle. It sustained way less damage than I expected. The right mirror and brake are broken/lose, the plastic surrounding the light was cracked, and it's more scratched up, but seems to be working. I hope to take it to a shop this week to get a full diagnosis and then repaired. In all honesty, I'm not scared to ride and am looking forward to being able to get back on my bike. Yes, I have so appreciated that someone has loaned Dave (co-youth pastor with me) a car to drive me around, but I do miss riding my own bike.
For the most part I'm feeling better with each passing day. I will still have to be in a sling for another 2 months or so, but the doctor seems to think things are healing well. She gave me 2 exercises to work on over the next 2 weeks, when I'll have the next X-Ray follow up.
You never wish something like this on someone. But it hasn't been all bad. First, it's given me the opportunity to take some extra time off my work at FCF. The way people responded the second the accident happened was also encouraging to me. I was also surprised (though maybe I shouldn't have been) by how quickly word spread through my different networks - Lana kept reading me message after message in the ER from people who said they were praying. Then I had a number of visitors - church elders, co-workers, teens, friends - stopping by every day at the hospital. Even at church this last week people were still coming up to me and telling me how they have been praying for my recovery. It's truly been amazing to feel the love and support from so many - thanks for all your prayers!
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