Well, I guess you're all wondering where in the world I've been for the last two months, huh?
My last post was dated March 31st.
On April 1st, I took a fall down our basement stairs with Sarah Beth in my arms. I was escorted from my home via ambulance to Brookwood Hospital's Emergency Room to be tortured for about 5 hours. :O) Fearing that I might have a spinal cord injury, I was strapped to one of those boards with my neck and body imobolized. Surely someone should invent a board that is not so hard and uncomfortable for a person with a back injury! I would not receive any pain medication until almost 3:00! Unbelievable! Anyway, after about 100 x-rays of my neck and back they determined that I did not have any fractures and they let me off the board and finally gave me something for the excruciating pain.
As many of you will remember, I had a wreck in July, that caused me a back injury that took 6 months of physical therapy to recover from. I finished my PT up just before we traveled to bring Sarah B home. Ah, all was well in back world for me, until that fateful day.
It was a Tuesday. Anna had an orthodontist appointment, and I tried to get too much done before leaving. By the time we were ready to leave, I was running late. I had on the cutest pair of brown wedge shoes you've ever seen, with a 4" heel to be exact. I had the baby in my left arm, the diaper bag on my right shoulder, a diet coke in my left hand, and my tax forms in my right. It was somewhere around step number 4 (from the top), that Sarah B decided she might like to put her hand in my Diet Coke. I moved my hand too quickly, lost my balance, and 7 uncarpeted steps later, I was crying, the baby was crying and Anna was at the top of the stairs crying. If my oldest had not been home, I don't know what I would have done. But, as God is all sufficient, she was here, made calls to my husband and my mother, and my mom called 911. The rest, as they say, "Is history."
So, I'm now back up and around, I was in the bed for 3 weeks solid, I've been in an "accelerated" Physical Therapy program now for about a month and a half and I'm feeling back to my old self. Don't know whether that's a good thing or not. :O)
In the meantime, one of our employees had a bad motorcycle accident and broke the bones in his lower left leg. One major employee short and a wife in the bed, was not great for my husband as he tried to take up the slack at work (working about 12 hours a day) and then at home. My mother was a true life saver. She pretty much took care of everything during the day, and got dinner ready every night. We couldn't have made it without her.
I will try to get back at the posts soon. The Lord has taught me much about being at home, slowing down, and resting when I need it in these past two months. My time online has been seriously cut down, and I've found that I like it that way. But, I will try to take the time to post again soon to share what He is teaching me through all of this.
Also, Sarah Beth is now 18 months old. I will have to take some pictures soon and post them as well.
God's richest blessings to all of you,