Last week was an interesting week for us. Kevin was practicing with some guys from church for a volleyball tournament and he went up to hit the ball and something happened in his knee. He came home limping and telling me that he needed a knee brace to play in the tournament.
Thursday morning dawned and he couldn't get out of bed. When he finally did he was hobbling around trying to get ready for work. I got up and stood watching him trying to walk around the kitchen and told him there was no way he was working and we were going to the ER to get it checked out. You know Kevin is hurting when he doesn't argue with me about seeing a DR and then proceeds to make arrangements for work.
I drove him to the hospital and for the next two hours he was asked all kinds of questions, had x-rays of his knee taken, they made him take Motrin (yuck) and then he was put in an immobilizing brace, given crutches and then sent on our way with instructions to follow up with our PCP to get an MRI set up to see what damage he did to his soft tissue.
Kevin stayed home from work for the rest of the week. He pretty much stayed off his leg as much as possible. We iced it frequently, we also put several essential oils on his leg every couple hours to help with any swelling and promote healing. He really never used the crutches, but he was a good boy with the brace and kept that on, even sleeping with it on the first two nights.
Then Saturday happened....
I gave all the boys haircuts, Tyler was the last one. He tends to zone in the shower and usually takes quite a long shower. I had cleaned up from the haircuts, I was standing in the living room talking to Kevin who was on the couch with his leg propped up when we heard a big crash. Micah was, as he likes to call it, the first responder. He made it to the bathroom door in seconds just as Tyler began to scream. I was close behind him and what met my eyes shocked me.
There was my son standing in a sea of broken glass, blood running down his legs, holding a towel. He was screaming "my feet are burning, my feet are burning!" I told Tyler not to move and I tried to think of a way to get him out. I was not strong enough to lift him out at the angle that he had to be removed from the shower. Kevin came onto the scene, took one look at one happened and moved to action. He hobbled over to the shower, told Tyler to grab his neck and then lifted him right out. He placed him on the toilet where I could grab him and run him to the kitchen sink to evaluate the injuries.
For about the next hour Kevin and I worked at washing off the blood, assessing the wounds, and pulling out the glass from his legs and feet. I then applied a wonderful oil called helichrysum to stop the bleeding and help close up the wounds. I bandaged him up and then he sat next to Kevin on the couch the rest of the afternoon/evening.
Kevin must have re-injured something in his knee because his leg was swollen, his ankle being the worst of it. Thankfully Kevin called his parents to come over to help clean up the mess. His parents took care of the entire bathroom, down to removing the last glass shower door, vacuuming up all the glass, washing out the shower, cleaning the bathroom floor, shaking out towels and rugs, purchasing a shower rod and installing the rod and shower curtains (left from our old house).
Tyler's injuries could have been so much worse. We praise God for his protection over Tyler. He sustained quite a few cuts, some of them were rather deep. The deeper ones were a cut and puncture wound all in one, but nothing that I felt required stitches especially since they were on his legs and feet.
Monday morning dawned and Kevin got up for work. He was walking around the house without a problem. He left for work and through out the day he sent me texts saying his knee was feeling really good. On Tuesday we went to an Orthopedic surgeon and had his knee checked out. The DR put his knee through all kinds of crazy moves and none of them hurt Kevin. She said that unless his knee starts to hurt again, that he was good to go as long as he remembered he is not 20 yrs old anymore. She said that she wasn't going to search for a problem if he was feeling fine.
Kevin says he can't remember a time that his knee has felt this good. One more reason to praise God. We have seen His blessings and his provisions poured out on us in ways that we never expected.
Two quick prayer requests:
Last week my Great Uncle died unexpectedly a day before he turned 90 yrs old. Uncle Cornie was such a kind man. We used to stay with him and Auntie Lu when we went to Wisconsin to visit when I was a young child. In February when we went to Wisconsin I was able to sit and talk to him for about 30min after church. I didn't know if he would remember me, but I sat down to talk to him anyway. Amazingly enough, he not only remembered me, Kevin and the kids. He proceeded to ask me about each of my siblings and what they were all doing, and even asked about their spouses and children. The only one he didn't ask about was Lina, but he heard all about her by the time we were done visiting. He held my hand stroking it just like my Grandpa used to do, the whole time we talked. Please keep his family in your prayers. He lived a long and good life and he missed his Lucy terribly and I am sure he is overjoyed to be with her in Heaven, but it is never easy for those left behind.
Kevin received a call on Tuesday from our friend and old neighbor Leisa. After she explained what she was calling about, she told him that she was diagnosed with breast cancer on Dec 1st, she said that she had a rough couple of months. She is currently going through chemo and then she will have radiation. Her beautiful long curly red hair is all gone. She has a 17yr old son, that helps as much as he can, and she has a lot of friends that have really come along side of her to help her. Please pray for her, she has a long road ahead of her.
Well, that's it for today I think. It's currently a dark wet day, I am making the kids do 2 days worth of school today, so we can enjoy the weather that is forecasted for tomorrow. I think the boys will be learning how to rototill a garden... I'm sure they are going to love it.
Blessings!