We have a diagnosis. A horrible, unfortunate and displeasing diagnosis. Well, at least to me anyway.
Sunday evening I went to the hospital to have x-rays on my right knee and it turns out that I have strained or aggravated the ligaments surrounding my right knee. Along with this I also have fluid under my knee cap. The good thing, according to the Doctor anyway, is that I do not have a stress fracture in my knee which is what he was concerned about.
So here is what the Doctor prescribed - since it could take 2 to 4 weeks for my knee to heal (as is common with this type of injury) I have been instructed to ice my knee for 10 to 15 minutes every hour and I am on restricted activity. This means, no running. No biking. No walking. Nadda. Zip. Zero.
I am bummed.
Don't get me wrong. I completely understand why the Doctor has prescribed me rest and icing but it definitely sucks. I dislike being told to sit around and do nothing.
Unless, of course, the day is like today! The weather was absolutely beautiful today. The sun was shinning and I was able to just lay outside on a blanket while the girls played all around me. I cannot complain when the day is like that.
Still, as I think ahead to the next couple of weeks I am filled with a sense of dread. It is so hard for me to think about the fact that I am unable to run for the next several weeks. Not only that, but I am really limited in what I can do.
I know that I need to listen to the doctor if I expect my knee to feel better soon and I will be a good patient and I will listen, but I doubt that I will have a happy heart about the whole thing!
I never thought that I would reach this point in my life. Since I have been married I have never really been on to enjoy physical exercise. Maybe it had to do with the fact that I was getting used to being a married woman or maybe it had to do with the fact that I found out I was pregnant not long after Jason and I were married. Whatever it was, I enjoyed being able to sit down at night and not have to focus on living an active lifestyle.
I am finally at the point where being active has become enjoyable. The lady that did the x-rays on my knee said that she had never seen a person running with a smile on their face. The second x-ray technician hit the nail on the head when she replied "Yeah, but we always finish off our run with a smile and feeling empowered!" She was so right!
Now that I have to sit down and be still I am itching to be lacing up my shoes and hitting the pavement. My heart is aching for time with just me and the road and the sound of the rhythm of my feet on the pavement.
Dear Friends, I hope that you do not mind that I ask you all for prayer. These next few weeks are going to be a struggle for me not being able to exercise. It is at times like this when I struggle with eating and I start to turn back to my old ways. I do not want that any more. So, Dear Friends, I ask for your prayers as I try to learn what God is asking of me in the next couple of weeks. I ask that you pray that I will remain strong to my goals and that I will not let my resolve falter.
I will take this time to continue to come before God and ask that He makes his paths known to me. I will do my best to quiet my heart and allow him to speak to me and to continue to grow my faith.
Dear Friends, with your help I can make it through these next few weeks. I thank you in advance for your prayers.
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