Two months ago I came home from work at lunch to take care of my 5 month old daughter that was sick. My wife had taken the morning shift so she left for work. I went upstairs, gave my daughter a bottle and put her in crib for a nap. As I walked downstairs i fell down the last part of the stairs and dislocated my knee and hurt my quad. I visited a local medclinic and my pirmary doctor over the course of the next two weeks. I got an MRI of my leg and knee the day of my visit with my primary doctor. During the MRI procedure my knee dislocated twice. I sat with the injury for two weeks before seeing an othropedist that told me I needed immediate surgery. It was revealed that I had torn the tendons that attach my quad to my knee cap and tore my vastus medialis...the MRI didn't fully show this. I had surgery the day before my birthday and was sent home the day of my birthday. Two weeks later I was taken by ambulance to our local hospital emergency room for extreme shortness of breathe, sweating and fatigue. It was revealed that I had developed a blood clot in my leg and the one of the largest blood clots some of the doctors and nurses had ever seen in my lung. The cardiologist and pulmonoligist on site in the hospital told me and my family that IF I live I'd be in the ICU for 4-6 weeks minimum, and that my chances of surival were extremely touch and go for a long while. They prepared my family for the worst in private. My family and friends prayed over me and for me privately for the next couple of days. I was released from ICU 2.5 days later with the fastest, unexpected, unexplained recovery the doctors had seen. At this point I'd spent almost 6 weeks in hell. So, why did God choose to put me through this? I can't tell you exactly why, but I will tell you that my marriage (which was already solid) was strengthened 10 fold. My personal faith was strengthened. My wife has recognized a potential in herself she never realeased she had as a woman, wife and mother. The relationships in my family were strengthened. I know God led me by the hand and out of the grave I had one foot in. He's given me a new lease on life and I thank him. He's taught me to trust in him and I love him for it. The road hasn't been easy and I'm still on it He's allowed me and my family to suffer like never before and we've only arrived renewed with our faith strengthened.
Epic lurking.
I do what I can, chaos
Y boarders are strong willed.MOS will be back to db curling the 90's in no time
The physical therapy I'm going through hurts a ton, but I'm making good progress.....thanks for everyone's words!
