I had occasional pain for about two years but 4 months ago I was leading the music in Sacrament Meeting and heard a pop and my right arm dropped about 6 inches. I quickly lifted my left arm and continued. When I went back down to sit with Lynn he teased me about changing hands, but I knew no one really watches the chorister and didn't think much about it. My kids were horrified that I told people about my chorister injury.
The doctor I was sent to seemed to be a teenager, Dr Donigan. After checking my MRI he said I needed surgery immediately. It was a Friday, and he hoped I could do it on Monday! It took a lot to schedule our life for the next little while, substitutes for the Library and Temple, etc. bur we made it work.
Andrea and Lynn prepping for surgery
I had a nerve block so I couldn't feel or move my arm for 2 days. It was the weirdest feeling ever to see your arm, and feel like you are moving it, but nothing happens. I was able to come home right after the surgery due to modern medical advances.
I think the Lord sends us trials to gain experience, but he also gives us gifts and blessings to get us through. I do have the tendency to get grumpy and depressed when I feel helpless and for the first two weeks I was unable to do anything by myself! The pain associated with the surgery was nothing compared to my anger at myself for being useless. I teared up regularly in my frustration. I kept trying to do things I wasn't ready for and it usually caused more pain.
The gifts and blessings of the Lord were much more than I deserve. People kept bringing us food for meals for 2 weeks! After a week, I told Eve Carlsruh, my Relief Society President, that we didn't it anymore and she laughed when she told me she hadn't sent anyone to feed us ( do I live in the best ward or what!)
Lynn was amazing and wanted to do everything he could. I felt sorry for him for being stuck with me but his mantra was "how would you handle it if it were me?" What do people do when then don't have soul mates like mine? My love for him grows and grows. He even cut my meat and helped feed me. I know it was wearing on him because October to Decembers are always the hardest at work for him.
Lynn "watching" television
I have a pretty high pain tolerance and I seem to heal pretty quickly, or so my Physical Therapist says, and my parents and cute daughters are always willing to pitch in when things get crazy and were great blessings, so the time (six weeks) did finally come so that I could take off the dreaded sling I was forced to wear.
First Day without the sling
So, it took me quite a while to be able to get back at the computer, but all is well now and I feel a little stronger, a little more thankful, and a little more determined to take on these trials that teach us how to progress and be a little more like the Savior.




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