Yes, another week and some more progress . . . though the progress seems to come in smaller increments now. I am working on getting up and down without extreme pain. OUCH! When I think of the pain of getting up, I don’t want to sit down. I can go from lying down to sitting to standing pretty well with minimal discomfort, but when going from sitting in a chair to standing
. . . now that’s another story. : )
Today was a beautiful, sunny day in the high 50’s. We went to the YMCA, as we do every day, but only made it there once today. We were hoping to take Max and Carol to a concert of the Fort Worth Symphony tonight, but Max was feeling quite tired after therapy. We may play chicken-foot after a while.
Cynthia appears to be over her stomach bug and we both had a good day handling pain and discomfort today.
The thought came to me that the folks in Fairbanks who may read these words may get the impression that I am returning home “walking and leaping and praising God.” Well, I am indeed praising God - - - but walking is slow and leaping is nowhere in sight at this point. I meet with my surgeon on Tuesday and will discuss climbing stairs. Without a handrail, I am pretty helpless when it comes to stairs right now.
When I had my hip replaced last summer, he commented that steps were hard on the new joints and did not want me climbing stairs until 2 months after surgery. I will wait and take his counsel about the knees. Seems to me that if I take one step at a time, I would make it just fine. We shall see, what we shall see.
So rejoice with me but don’t get our expectations too high upon my return home. I am looking forward to getting a good exercise bike . . . perhaps one for my office and one for my home to keep the knees moving. Sitting is among the most difficult things I have to deal with. After just a few minutes, the knees begin to pain . . . and then getting up multiplies the agony. I am sure that this too, shall pass.
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die – I scarce can take it in.
That on the cross – my burden gladly bearing –
He bled and died to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee –
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee –
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
Today was a beautiful, sunny day in the high 50’s. We went to the YMCA, as we do every day, but only made it there once today. We were hoping to take Max and Carol to a concert of the Fort Worth Symphony tonight, but Max was feeling quite tired after therapy. We may play chicken-foot after a while.
Cynthia appears to be over her stomach bug and we both had a good day handling pain and discomfort today.
The thought came to me that the folks in Fairbanks who may read these words may get the impression that I am returning home “walking and leaping and praising God.” Well, I am indeed praising God - - - but walking is slow and leaping is nowhere in sight at this point. I meet with my surgeon on Tuesday and will discuss climbing stairs. Without a handrail, I am pretty helpless when it comes to stairs right now.
When I had my hip replaced last summer, he commented that steps were hard on the new joints and did not want me climbing stairs until 2 months after surgery. I will wait and take his counsel about the knees. Seems to me that if I take one step at a time, I would make it just fine. We shall see, what we shall see.
So rejoice with me but don’t get our expectations too high upon my return home. I am looking forward to getting a good exercise bike . . . perhaps one for my office and one for my home to keep the knees moving. Sitting is among the most difficult things I have to deal with. After just a few minutes, the knees begin to pain . . . and then getting up multiplies the agony. I am sure that this too, shall pass.
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die – I scarce can take it in.
That on the cross – my burden gladly bearing –
He bled and died to take away my sin.
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee –
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee –
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
HOW GREAT THOU ART !!!!
It's good to hear your getting better Pastor! We've been praying for you and hope to see you back in church soon!
ReplyDeleteMaranatha!
The Sagors
Hopefully time will will ease some of your pain and discomfort. But just in case, dwell on things above that are eternal, becase temporal things don't get better with time. That wasn't the way God planned it but when Sin entered into the World, what God made to be Eternal, became temporal and decay and death were set in motion.
ReplyDeleteThe best Man can come up with whether it be Government, Society or Medical miracles, it is still temporal and will not last.That is why Our Blessed Lord went to Calvary and shed his Precious Blood for the Sins of Man.Full restoration cannot be complete this side of Eternity. But we have that Blessed Hope, when we see Him we will be like Him, an Eternal being, given the power to be in His presence, which will be far better than anything we experience in this mortal life. The Greatest thing that every happened to me , was the morning I picked up that Gospel tract along a fence in Pennsylvania, took the time to read it and came to the understanding that Jesus Christ died for my sins, that he shed His blood for me as a sacrifice acceptable to God as payment for every sin I ever committed and that if I accepted that sacrifice my soul would be redeemed for Eternity.
Happily I Accepted Him and my life has never been the same. Over the years your Ministry here has helped me greatly on my journey, for which I am grateful.
Looking forward to your return home.