Blessings from Above
A few weeks ago, The Mom called to tell me she had some strange thing going on with her leg. This information was not unusual, as the women in our family tend to be a wee-bit klutzy. When I was younger I have a vivid memory of her standing in the front doorway of our home and the storm door slamming into the back of her heal. Of course, it hurt. Of course, it took a while to get her to the doctor to have it looked at. She’d severed her Achilless tendon. Over the course of the next few years her bones started to degenerate on her ankles and she’s worn permanent braces on her legs for about the last 12 years. She can remove the braces at night, but she has limited mobility in her ankle area.
So a few weeks ago when she called to say that something was wrong with her leg, I took it with a grain of salt. It would be okay. Everything’s always okay. Not so. She had a tumor in her leg that made the circumference of her leg 2 inches larger than the other, prohibiting her from wearing her leg braces and causing great pain. Today was the meeting with the surgeon to determine what day he was going to hack open her leg and render her immobile for 2 months. Many MRIs, X-rays, Sonograms later… guess what! It’s gone! The tumor is no longer there.
So… blessings from above? Absolutely. Praise God for all He does in our everyday lives. Without Him I’m nothing… and I know it. Now I get to start praying about the lump in her breast. That appointment is next Tuesday.