My left foot

I called the church office from the "loft" in the sanctuary yesterday afternoon, and told Connie, our receptionist, "I've fallen and I can't get up!"
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I was trying to plug our new service clock into a new outlet that had just been installed. Since I didn't see a ladder I did what I always do.....I improvised. I used a tall bar stool. I got up on the stool and was about to plug the clock in when I lost my balance and fell. It was head first all the way, but on the way down somehow my left heel hit the very corner of a wooden step that leads up to the AV platform. My heel was no match for that hard wooden corner, and in a moment I knew it was hurt badly. I couldn't stand on it and it hurt! What we found out in the emergency room at the hospital was that I had shattered my heel. That sounded bad, and today we found out it is. The orthopedist came to my room today to tell me I would need surgery, would be on crutches for at least 6 months and would always have problems with that heel. Real encouraging, huh?
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So, as soon as the swelling goes down they will get me in for surgery- a metal plate, screws, and whatever else they need to do to fix it. In the midst of the pain I had a number of medical people come by my room in the emergency room to tell me they had never seen a heel injury this bad, and they "congratulated" me on doing such a good job. We all laughed, but I didn't think it was too funny.
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Tonight I'm home, heavily drugged, still in great pain and waiting for surgery. If none of this makes sense you will know why.
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I would welcome your prayers. If I miss a few days blogging in the upcoming weeks you will know why. In spite of all of this I am blessed. God is so good. He has taken care of us in amazing ways. Even at this painful moment one thing was wonderfully missing from our visit with the doctor.....he never once said, "You only have 6 months to live." So I am grateful for God's wonderful care and grace.
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