Today I am joining my friends and Lisa-Jo again for Five Minute Friday. If you’re new here (welcome!) the rules are simple: Write, don’t edit, link your post to her page, and then share the encouragement like wildfire. You can do that, I know you can.
The prompt this week is: Broken
"I didn't do it. I didn't touch her. I wasn't even outside with her." My son was screaming as he came running down the hall. His little sister was following close behind crying the big tears I am hurt kind of cry. As I got closer to her I realized the her was curved like a bow and was already swelling. I was able to calm her down enough to find out that she had walked outside to get her shoes from the trampoline but fell and landed on her arm. That evening
ended with a trip to the ER, a nice heavy plaster cast and instructions to follow up with our regular orthopedic doctor the next day (yes we are the type of family with a regular ortho doc -- he is on speed dial). Dr Russell snapped the X-ray up on the screen and pointed out two different problems. First the inner bone (Radius) was broken and it wasn't a clean break. He promised me it could be mended but would take 8-10 week in a cast. Now on to the second problem was the outer bone (Ulna). This bone was not broken but it was bend. He advised us that they would watch her growth until the age of about 13 (she was 7 at the time). If the bone did not straighten on its own then he would have to surgically break the bone and cast it to repair.
I have never broken a bone in my body but I have been broken. I have been knocked-down, beaten up and broken-hearted. In my younger years I allowed the father of lies to break me by the whispers he spoke in my ear, the thoughts he put in my head and the distorted image he caused me to see in the mirror. Then God, in His grace and mercy, reach out and placed people in my life that point me to Him. Those broken places were mended. However, there
PS. My daughter's arm did straighten out on it's own and there was no need for surgery. At least not on that arm but that is a different story for later.