Sunday, November 11, 2007

Broken Bones & Dreams

Every time I watch one of my son's high-school football games I pray for everyone not to be injured. Anytime there is a guy "down" on the field, I pray specifically for him. Sometimes though, injuries still occur.
My son wasn't the only one to get a bit injured but his was the most severe of the game. He had played with his still healing sprained ankle & torn ligament. The phenomenal physical trainer had taped it up good for him, he had to so my son could get his foot in his shoe. There was no talking my son out of playing the game he loves, after all, he's a senior in high-school & this is his "last chance" to play. Well, it wasn't the taped, recovering ankle that was injured this time, it was the OTHER leg. At first it was thought that ankle was dislocated but there was some crunching noise too. He did well, now overly familiar with crutches, bobbing to & fro with his team on the sidelines to show support.
It wasn't until the following day that he found out his leg was broken & a cast was but on it. Being the weekend, it was a temporary cast. He will see an orthopedic doctor on Monday if possible to find out if surgery is needed to repair it. It isn't often you see someone on crutches with one leg in a cast & the other in a splint, but this was the site of my son perambulating out of the hospital. Did I mention this is November? We're talking rain, ice & snow this time of year, Lordy, this is not the right time to be on crutches! He is so disheartened, feeling his whole future is destroyed because of active plans to be in the military. I pray his fears are unfounded because if not, it would come close to destroying him.
I had been so worried, I had chewed myself out for crying over it. I did not let him see my tears until he told me he wanted to drive over to his girlfriend's house. I cried because of worrying he'd over-do it on his crutches & attempting to drive how he is. The overcast skies of the day had truly mimicked my mood. I take my medicine which I'd forgotten to take & finally sleep lets me escape all of this.
Tomorrow we will see what happens. Z & I are going to church though, something that hasn't happened in ages, it will be a most welcome event. Much easier for 2 to plan than 7 also.

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