Today I am writing this blog post from the waiting room of the
surgery center. Yes, I said surgery center. Marcus had Monday off work
so where would you naturally find him on a beautiful Winter day? The
mountain. He headed up for what was supposed to be a quick up and back
trip for just a bit of time without the kiddos. He met up with the Blake
crew and was having a great time with Nigel, our nephew. They were
heading down a groomed blue run having a great time when Marcus caught
an edge and fell pretty hard on his right shoulder. I got a call from
Lis that Sam said Marcus was hurt pretty bad, he thought it was a
dislocated shoulder and he was calling an ambulance to get Marcus to the
ER to have it looked at and to get some pain meds. I was concerned, but
I had to wait till Bubba got home from school to meet him in the ER. I
got there shortly after the X-Rays were done. Turns out it was more
serious than a dislocation. He has a 3rd degree separated shoulder and
he had the option of having surgery to repair the torn ligament or to
just let it heal over time. We left the hospital with an appointment
with an orthopedic surgeon for Wednesday. That apt was yesterday and
again, the Dr. gave us the option of surgery or not. We chose to have
the surgery to get the shoulder repaired the best they could. It is a
longer healing process, but he will regain about 90-95% of his strength
and mobility. This is key for his active life style and for his job an
performance in the Marine Corps. So now, here I am waiting for my love
to come out of surgery and to start this healing process.
The
process is about 12 weeks, 6 weeks in a sling, non weight bearing and
little movement. Followed by 6 weeks of physical therapy to get strength
and mobility back. I will admit this process is very overwhelming to
me. I am nearly 30 weeks pregnant about to enter the hardest stretch
with a great possibility that little miss will be coming early. So far I
am feeling pretty good as far as my health. I hope I can keep it up and
that things will progress normally. The biggest blessing I could have
right now is to carry this little girl to 40 weeks. Taking care of
myself, my two boys, and now a husband that is immobile is very
overwhelming. I was just at the point of being ready to turn over a lot
of my daily responsibility to my husband and now, instead, I am taking
on all the daily stuff. I do feel very blessed to be surrounded by
people who are willing to help. Having three of
my amazing siblings here, awesome VT'rs and great home teachers make this process feel a little less stressful.
In
fact just in the nick of time, Garrett came down with a little virus
and had to stay home from school for the last few days. Thanks to my
VT'rs who are willing to come to my house to take care of my sick little
ones and bring me dinner on this very crazy day, I am feeling like I
have things a little under control. We shall see what the next few days
bring. I know it will be worse before it gets better, but hopefully soon
I will feel a little reprieve. I keep reminding myself that the Lord is
in charge and he knows my needs and he knows how much I can handle. I
feel like he has more faith in me than I have in myself so for now, I
will rely on his faith in me that I can handle all this with grace and
that I will be willing to ask for help. I tell you what, asking for help
is one of that hardest things for me to do. I pride myself on my
self-reliance, but now I will have to ask for service. Please pray for
our family that Marcus' recovery will go smoothly and that my pregnancy
will continue to go smoothly as well. I will tell you that I could not
do all this without the support of my family and friends. You all are my
village and I NEED my village.
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