Those who know me well are quite aware that I would love to live in downtown Boston. I have daydreamed about spending a few nights in one of the hotels, being able to wander around the city without the two hour commute back home.
My mother always told me, “be careful what you wish for – you might get it.”
On Monday, December 17, I was doubled over with severe hip pain that kept me from sitting upright in my wheelchair. We called the paramedics, who transported me to a local hospital. This local hospital (which I have never liked) diagnosed me with a pulled muscle, sending me home with instructions to see my primary care physician in a few days. By that Wednesday it was evident that I could not even get into my wheelchair, much less take the RIDE into my doctor’s office in Boston. To make a long story short, an ambulance transported me to Mass. General Hospital the next day.
Over the following few days, I endured X-rays, cat scans, and a two hour MRI before the doctors finally determined that I had a fracture in my hip and spinal area. I was due to come home on Christmas Day, but had a small set back requiring that I take a narcotic for the pain. As a result, John spent Christmas Day holding a pan for me while vomited. Marvelous way to celebrate the birth of our Savior.
Thankfully, I came home the day after Christmas! But I have been on bed rest, gradually getting into my wheelchair for short periods at a time. In fact, I am dictating this blog post to John because I am not anywhere near being able to type for myself. (I try typing with an occupational therapist tomorrow.)
I suppose you’re waiting for a profound spiritual application to all of this. You can keep waiting! I merely wanted to let everyone know why I haven’t been blogging lately, and why I probably won’t blog for a few more weeks. Thank you for continuing to read The Outspoken Tulip in my absence; I hope going back over my old articles will minister to you.
Oh, and my pastor told me to give up Yoga (regular readers will understand the humor in his advice).
9 thoughts on “Christmas Vacation In Boston (Well, At Mass. General Hospital)”
So glad to hear what has been going on, was really concerned. Glad that you are slowly recovering and at home. My prayers are for a full recovery,thank you for sharing.
Welcome back, DebbieLynne! You are definitely on the correct side of hospitalization.
Glad you are home, I’ve missed you blogging! Praying for you!
John sounds like a godly man and husband. What a blessing to hear of his loving service to you. I pray God will choose to remove your pain, restore your mobility and that the Holy Spirit will especially strengthen you spiritually, with joy! You continue to encourage me. Please be encouraged.
1 Cor 12:26 NAS And if one member suffers, all the members suffer with it; if one member is honored, all the members rejoice with it.
Romans 5:3-5 ESV Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
Praying for you dear sister! The Lord love’s you with His everlasting love!
It is such a blessing to hear from directly. May the Lord bless John for being the bibilcal model of a husband who loves, cherishes, and nourishes his wife as Christ does the church. And May the Lord heal you and use this experience to bless and sanctify you. You and John are in my prayers!
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Praying for you. We all love you. Glad you are home. Loved the yoga joke!
Love you Deb! Thanks for the update and so thankful you are home!!!