July 7 2006 - Braces and other things
Today, Bobb gets a new brace for his lower foot - he broke the first one - because....he hyperextends his knee and it overpowered the previous brace. And today the wheelchair vendor comes to talk to us about what kind of wheelchair we want. And there is a question on whether he will need a brace made before we go home that will go up to the thigh. Two therapists don't want this because they feel that if he goes into a thigh high brace his muscles won't develop to overcome the hyperextention and another therapist is keen to get it done yesterday. We know what we want - we want a chance for his own brain and muscles to learn to correct the problem - but we also want to listen to the experts and not be stupid either. Please pray that his brain over the next 2 weeks will begin to recognize the hyperextension and his muscles above the knee will start to develop more and fire more to correct the hyperextention. That is our desire, but what God has in store here I don't know.
What has struck me especially lately is the loss. Simple things like I was putting a "thing" in my hair that makes a fake bun - and I always have trouble fastening it - in the past I would have gone to Bobb to help fasten it (he has done it lots of times before) - that is no longer possible and that was a reality that hit me. He also used to cut my toenails - I know that sounds funny, but it was just something he liked to do. I have probably cut my own toenails about 5 times in the last 29 years. To each his own huh? :-) I know I have to grieve and Bobb too, but where does the grieving stop and the acceptance and reality really begin? What is fighting to do what we need to gain back and what is being realistic about what the future holds? What is too pessimistic and what is being too optimistic? What is that place in reality?
We cherish every prayer. We are far from "there". Especially me. The nurses are so amazed at Bobb and his just even temper and his patience. I'm not there yet :-)
As what was read to us this week we say again -Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you. I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. Psalm 61:1-3
What has struck me especially lately is the loss. Simple things like I was putting a "thing" in my hair that makes a fake bun - and I always have trouble fastening it - in the past I would have gone to Bobb to help fasten it (he has done it lots of times before) - that is no longer possible and that was a reality that hit me. He also used to cut my toenails - I know that sounds funny, but it was just something he liked to do. I have probably cut my own toenails about 5 times in the last 29 years. To each his own huh? :-) I know I have to grieve and Bobb too, but where does the grieving stop and the acceptance and reality really begin? What is fighting to do what we need to gain back and what is being realistic about what the future holds? What is too pessimistic and what is being too optimistic? What is that place in reality?
We cherish every prayer. We are far from "there". Especially me. The nurses are so amazed at Bobb and his just even temper and his patience. I'm not there yet :-)
As what was read to us this week we say again -Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you. I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. Psalm 61:1-3
posted by Bobb & Kayleen at
7:50 AM
1 Comments:
I came across your May email this week whilst looking for something else. You've come a long way in 2 months. We've been remembering PNG again as it is a year since we were there. Thank you for your part in making that a special time.
God is good. I am up to 8-9 hours a day brace free now and still getting stronger day by day, 7 months since my operation now. The prayer has not only benefitted me physically, but it has held me up emotionally, and helped me grow spiritually too.
God be with you both and your whole family. with love and prayers, Fiona & Jonathan
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