a very interesting twist
On Sunday I went with the church high school youth group to go sledding up on the Sandia Mountain Crest, the same place I went cross-country skiing two weeks before. I didn’t have a sled, so I just brought my skis again.
If you have ever considered skiing down a sledding hill, don’t do it! Sledding hills have holes in the snow where people have trudged up the hill in boots. One can, say, get their left ski stuck in such a hole while their body keeps going down the hill, forcing their knee to bend sideways and pop Pop POP!-like mine did.
Especially don’t try sledding hill ski ventures when you don’t have health insurance, like I didn’t as of Sunday. Then when you find that your left knee now moves and bends effortlessly from side to side as well as backwards, it is very expensive to get it restored to normal functioning and mobility.
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It’s Tuesday, and oddly, my school is not in session today. There is a local election going on today and somehow when the school year calendar was being made this past summer this was designated as a day off. Yesterday, Monday, I taught from the little couch in my classroom with my knee in a brace, elevated on pillows, with occasional ice. I think the kids enjoyed having to “play teacher” writing on the board for me as well as passing out materials.
Last night I went to the house of a family from church I’ve gotten close to here in Albuquerque, that has connections to NW Iowa, much like myself. I’ll stay here until Wednesday morning when I have to head back to school. It’s hard to get around, especially up and down the stairs of my apartment and around my tight little kitchen to feed myself, and they are taking good care of me.
The plan for today was to try to find an orthopedic surgeon to see me, but it looks like I won’t be able to see one for at least three weeks. I still might try to get in to see a primary doctor soon to get an MRI and at least get a diagnosis, but we’ll see. Right now the bleak reality is that I am going to have to figure out how to get by with my day to day life on crutches, with a knee brace and lots of rest, ice, and elevating to keep me somewhat functioning and away from further injuries.
This all puts a very interesting twist on getting health insurance for my upcoming marriage (not to mention all of the other plans…) and my rat-race life-as if it weren’t challenging enough! I wouldn’t have expected it, but the worst part of all of this is the fear of the unknown--there isn't much pain in my knee, it's just sort of come undone.
My hope is that I can get the seemingly inevitable surgery done while I am still here in Albuquerque (will al my free time--HA) and recover before my move to Iowa and wedding. A bride on crutches would not be cute and a honeymoon of limited mobility would be depressing, to say the least.
I trust God, but I have no idea (yet) what He was thinking while planning this little portion of my life…
If you have ever considered skiing down a sledding hill, don’t do it! Sledding hills have holes in the snow where people have trudged up the hill in boots. One can, say, get their left ski stuck in such a hole while their body keeps going down the hill, forcing their knee to bend sideways and pop Pop POP!-like mine did.
Especially don’t try sledding hill ski ventures when you don’t have health insurance, like I didn’t as of Sunday. Then when you find that your left knee now moves and bends effortlessly from side to side as well as backwards, it is very expensive to get it restored to normal functioning and mobility.
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It’s Tuesday, and oddly, my school is not in session today. There is a local election going on today and somehow when the school year calendar was being made this past summer this was designated as a day off. Yesterday, Monday, I taught from the little couch in my classroom with my knee in a brace, elevated on pillows, with occasional ice. I think the kids enjoyed having to “play teacher” writing on the board for me as well as passing out materials.
Last night I went to the house of a family from church I’ve gotten close to here in Albuquerque, that has connections to NW Iowa, much like myself. I’ll stay here until Wednesday morning when I have to head back to school. It’s hard to get around, especially up and down the stairs of my apartment and around my tight little kitchen to feed myself, and they are taking good care of me.
The plan for today was to try to find an orthopedic surgeon to see me, but it looks like I won’t be able to see one for at least three weeks. I still might try to get in to see a primary doctor soon to get an MRI and at least get a diagnosis, but we’ll see. Right now the bleak reality is that I am going to have to figure out how to get by with my day to day life on crutches, with a knee brace and lots of rest, ice, and elevating to keep me somewhat functioning and away from further injuries.
This all puts a very interesting twist on getting health insurance for my upcoming marriage (not to mention all of the other plans…) and my rat-race life-as if it weren’t challenging enough! I wouldn’t have expected it, but the worst part of all of this is the fear of the unknown--there isn't much pain in my knee, it's just sort of come undone.
My hope is that I can get the seemingly inevitable surgery done while I am still here in Albuquerque (will al my free time--HA) and recover before my move to Iowa and wedding. A bride on crutches would not be cute and a honeymoon of limited mobility would be depressing, to say the least.
I trust God, but I have no idea (yet) what He was thinking while planning this little portion of my life…