I feel like I haven’t been very present on here this winter… I have had my hands tied – literally!
I have two little girl scouts and we went to an ice skating event. Now just to set the record – I am a decent/really good skater. I am stunned that I fell to begin with and heaping on my bruised pride, broke a bone. How humbling to “fail” at something you are good at. Normally I would rest at home and heal but I had previously committed to a long term substitute teaching assignment for 12 weeks, and a baby was coming. I remember thinking “Great, I knew I could teach, but now I have to do it with one arm behind my back.”
That first week my husband also left for Chicago for the week, and it snowed everyday… were talking bitter cold -20, foot of snow on the ground. Now someone said to me “I hope you broke it in the least possible way,” which I truly believe was the case.
I haven’t been able to do any of my normal activities, swimming, skiing, cooking, pottery, but I can still teach! I am thankful for an activity that keeps me from going stir crazy and uses my gifts. The kids have been super great at school and it helps me emphasize with a number of them that are “broken” as well. It has been a huge blessing to see friends come forward to help in the smallest of ways – although coming over at 7AM to braid my girls hair for school is a BIG deal!
( The photo above is the x-ray my daughter made for me). I am in complete awe of how quickly the body heals. It has now been about 5 weeks, and I have resumed using my arm. It is not 100% back but it is so close.