So yesterday I was jumping rope when I tripped and fell and I guess tore up the inside of my foot. Needless to say, I have the worst injury story ever. BUT I have faith that this trial shall be a blessing. The doctor said that I have already begun healing well (I went to the ER yesterday evening and went to the podiatrist today). I am grateful modern medicine, CT scans, Tylenol, Motrin, and my boot.
I honestly believe that pain medicine is a testimony of how much God loves me. I am in a minimal amount of pain during the day, but night is the worst. The second I sat down in bed and relaxed my foot started to throb and within seconds I was screaming. I prayed for the medicine to kick in faster. I prayed and prayed and I loosened the ace bandage (it was super tight) and within minutes I noticed a difference.
I have felt utterly useless since my fall yesterday (honestly, I sound like an old person) but I have the best siblings on the planet. They try to help me in every way they can. I love them so much.
This is so hard, but I shall keep looking for blessings in this trial.
I know that God loves me and that He cares about my well-being. I am grateful he gave me such wonderful siblings. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
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