Yesterday, my sis, younger brother, and I went swimming at the Conestoga rec center. It was a really fun time, considering that I haven’t been able to swim since around 2009 because of being on crutches. When we went to the beach the past two years, I could only watch my siblings swim. I yearned to be in the water with them! So yesterday afternoon, we were all free and took advantage of the pretty humid weather by going to the open swim! I managed pretty well, but once I got home, things went downhill after that. My ankles/feet started aching, and the CRPS began to act up. It took a while to go to sleep, and I wasn’t even sure if I would go to church this morning. I wanted to because of the joy of sitting at Jesus’ feet, but a little ways into Biblical economics class, my left arm started throbbing severely. It was horrible. I had to focus on breathing slowly. My arm changed to the color purple and went back and forth to being hot and cold. I silently wished I didn’t end up coming to church. It was that bad! I sent a message to my pain dr. and I hope he gets back tomorrow.
I didn’t think this would have happened! I keep thinking, Was the water too rough on my arm/nervous system?? But I thought swimming was considered therapeutic.. This has been hard but I trust that Christ knows best in this. On the up side, these episodes always remind me to depend on Him and not on my own strength. I think that’s why I go through these! I just wish they didn’t always happen when I was doing so well! My physical therapist has even been trying to “get me out” of rehab. So much for that now. This past week, I read Psalm 125 and even someone from Bible study on Tuesday shared this passage. God knew this event was gonna happen and He was preparing me with this psalm. What a great comfort vs. 1 is!
See, not even this set-back can move me! Isn’t that amazing? So whatever happens in the future, as long as I trust in the Lord, I will NOT be moved. Thank you, Jesus!
Stay tuned for my July 8th post in honor of my 2-year anniversary since the foot surgery that started this whole dreadful business.