Thinking

Last night I had a bit of a meltdown. Like cried. But not just in pain crying. Frustrated, tired of all this, getting little brother snuggles, really bad crying. I just couldn't help it. My leg hurt. I couldn't get comfortable. So I just cried. I'm just tired of being unable to do anything. I can't walk, or run or play outside and soak up all that's left of this short Alaskan summer. I wish I had just broken my arm. Even though it still would've been a broken a bone it would've been different. With a broken arm it's: ok i can't use that arm can't lay on that arm...ok. I least I think. But with a leg it's: oh great I broke my leg...I'm stuck on the couch for the next four months. I'm sure I'll have lots of fun. Blegh. And yes, I'm sure having a broken arm totally stinks too (I've never had one thank goodness) but a leg really stinks. To tell the truth I might have broken down so much I made a little brother break down. He wondered when my leg would be better, when I would have the cast off. He wished I could get it off tomorrow and play with him. He wanted me to play with him so bad. Believe me buddy, I'm all with that. I felt bad though. Poor thing.

My toes are still swollen.  When Papa and Nana were here my leg was doing pretty good. Then when they left I had a few bad days. Then the last few days have been better. And then it got worse. I wish it would just stay at better. Pretty much all the pain is ankle down. Mama thinks the lady who put my cast on might have made it a little tight. I occasionally have pain around my leg but not often. My leg wasn't exactly comfortable all day today either. Mama said if it was like this all weekend she was just gonna take me to the doctors on Monday and I couldn't mad at her. So please please pray. I'm just tired of all this. And I've only gone a quarter of the way, guys. Dr. Gardener said the whole process from beginning to end would be about four months. Ugh. And there's no way I can do it without Jesus.  Seriously.

But this post was suppose to be about how I was thinking about my leg lately...hence the title. But wait...I'm pretty much always thinking about my leg right? ;-) Going around our normal lives we tend to forget about awesome walking is. Actually before I broke my leg I'm pretty sure I never thought about I grateful I was to be able to walk. We think of it as just an everyday thing. But that can change so quickly. Seriously, being able to walk is awesome. It is truly a gift from above. Because not being able to walk? Totally stinks. So I'm super grateful for the times I could walk and when I'm through with this I'll be sure to remind myself, "hey, Kaylee. Remember how awesome walking is? Don't just not think about it. Thank for it." Because I love walking. 

And maybe all this is just me being over reactive and over dramatizing things. But it's just what I think. And this blog is where I come to tell you guys what I think, right? So your opinion and thoughts are always welcomed. And prayers. ;-) 

I love you guys so so so so so so so so so so much. Everyone...from Alaska to Florida. You guys make me happy. And loved. And so grateful for amazing family and friends. I'm super blessed. 

Oh, Daddy finally signed my cast. ;-)   :-D

Here's the verses:

Romans 8:35-39 (esv)

35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?

36 As it is written, "For your sake we are being killed all the day long; we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered." 

37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

38 For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers,

39 nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.