Changing seasons...

Last week of winter!!!!!!

I had physio again today and was told to go to the beach after the treatment. Something about lying in the sun on the sand is apparently good for healing knees…or at least that’s the story I’d like to go with; but since I know none of you will actually believe that version, I’ll tell the whole story.

As soon as I stepped out the door this morning, I realized that physiotherapy was not the best place for me today. It was 25 degrees with pure, bright sunshine – in my humble Canadian opinion, an absolutely perfect summer day. As I was getting the physio treatment, I commented that I should be at the beach instead of in there. “I reckon you should go” was the response of my physiotherapist. So, under the advice of a medical professional, I went. I wasn’t sure how my knee would hold up to the walk in the soft sand, but it held up quite well. I think it was actually good for it to use more muscles than are needed for walking on a straight surface. I was only there for a short time, but it was good.

I’ve been working hard at getting back into a proper healthy state and I’ve been getting better. I was put on a machine to work my leg muscles today. At first, it was set really light; aiming for around 25% of my maximum. After some discussion among the staff, it was decided that I should do the most I could without pain, so I went ahead with this. After about 30 reps with my damaged leg, I did a few with my strong leg – giving the weak one a break and providing a benchmark for comparison. With my left leg I was averaging around 200 (don’t know what units they were using) and I brought it up to 240 a couple of times. Knowing what that leg could do, I figured I could push harder with my right leg so under the watchful eye of the physiotherapist (and to her mild objection) I went from the previous 30-40 up to 80 and felt no pain. Took a short break and tried again. Being me, I couldn’t resist pushing it a little further, so I went as far as I could – 140. One last push – 170!!! I thought back to my childhood days and the frequent reminders from my mother “Don’t push yourself too hard.” Then I thought back to my dating and married days; “Don’t push yourself too hard.” Same comment coming from different women in response to my way of dealing with recovery from injury. I guess I don’t listen too well, cause I got the same comment today – and yesterday – and last week – and… I’ve lost track.

I had an MRI done a week ago today and got the results on Wednesday. The results basically said that everything around my knee was damaged – cartilage, muscle, bone (bruising only), tendons, all soft tissue. “You’ve done real well” was one comment I received in regard to the scan results. The official report stated that together with all the other damage, I had most likely completely torn my ACL – one of the key ligaments in the knee; and one that would require surgery to correct if it was in fact completely torn. I’ve been praying about this and have had some other people praying as well and I’ve noticed massive improvement. Basically, I’m doing too well for the ACL to be completely torn. I’m also doing better than I “should be” based on the rest of the damage that was done. It’s not normal for people with so much damage done to be doing as well as I am now. I haven’t been instantly healed, but answer to prayer is the only explanation for my recovery so far.

So that’s where things are at for the time being… 4 days of winter left! Forecast… sunshine and highs of 27, 22, 25, 23 (or something like that) What a way to end winter!!!!!!!!

Breaking news...so breaking, it hasn't even happened yet!

I think things have progressed far enough for me to tell people about this… Over the last number of months, I’ve been working on something and have gone from thinking it would happen to thinking it wouldn’t, back to thinking it would, and thinking it wouldn’t. At one point, it looked like it had completely fallen through and then I found another option and started working on that one. Again I went through the cycle of it happening, then not happening a few times. At this point, it looks like barring major unforeseen changes, the cycle is done and it’s happening.

So, what is “it”? Some more travelling, some physical labour, a number of immunizations, meeting a bunch of new people, giving up some holiday time, and experiencing something that could change my life. I’m finalizing plans to spend a few weeks in Africa. I’m looking at going to Uganda to help with a building project for Watoto from January 3 to 17th. I’m planning to join a group from another church in Australia for this. If it does happen, I’m also hoping to go see a girl I’ve been sponsoring for the last number of years in Uganda… and I may be able to get a layover in Johannesburg to see some friends whom I met in college. It’s all a little scary but very exciting. I expect to have more solid plans in place sometime in September. Will keep you all posted.

Update

Is there a doctor in the world who knows what they’re talking about? Ok, so it’s a bit a harsh question, but I just wonder…when you get 5 different opinions relating to the same problem from 4 different medical professionals, which one do you believe?

I was referred to someone who apparently is an amazing physiotherapist and I called there today to check into getting some treatment. I asked how soon after an injury I should start treatment and they said it should have started immediately. On the other extreme, I had an MD tell me to immobilize the leg for two weeks and then start considering some treatment and motion in it. I have the first appointment on Monday. I’m at a point of being physically able to walk (if you can call it walking) but I’ve also been told by a professional that with the ability I have so far, I’ll do more damage than good; so I’m still using the crutches.



On to another topic, it's been a while since I put any pictures up here, so I thought I should do some. I had some friends down for breakfast recently. Here are some pictures of that day.

They enjoyed the food and many of them helped clean up after eating - leaving me to take some pictures

Ok, I wasn't the only person taking pictures.

We played some games afterwards and certain people got really excited...

While other's slept.

the "Kneeded" healing is coming...

I’m definitely taking steps in the right direction. I’ve taken some down, some up, (the stairs) and some across the room. None backward; all forward. I took a few steps in public yesterday and because of my inability to walk normally, I faced 5 minutes of ridicule in addition to the names I’ve been called in the last week – Gimpy, Tripod, Hoppy, and a few others. Ok, it was all friendly jabs from friends. Many people (mostly guys) have asked what I would do if they kicked my knee; to which my general reply is simply a swift upward swinging motion of a crutch from the floor towards a certain part of their body. 80% of communication is non-verbal. Well, this morning, I decided to go a little further. I made it down the stairs, to the kitchen, and back up the stairs to my room carrying the crutches at my side. I did go to the arena the other day. I probably would have fit in quite well using one skate, but I didn’t want to take a chance of falling, so I had some good laughs from the sidelines instead.

By my standards, it’s taking way too long to heal, but from the medical perspective, I’m ahead of schedule. Clearly the power of God working in my body!

Update - I'm "lagging" behind

It’s been six days and I’m not walking yet. The swelling is down and the pain is much less, but there’s a long ways to go yet. I’ve been able to take a few very careful steps but any time I put more than about half my weight on the leg it hurts. I’m supposed to be going skating tonight for a friend’s birthday party. It’s sad to think that the Canadian in the group can’t even get onto the ice and show the poor Aussies how it’s meant to be done. I haven’t decided yet if I’ll go to the arena and just sit around or if I’ll wait for later in the evening when the whole group is coming to my house. Wish I could be active.