So last summer I was having back problems. It's nothing new. Had just spent time on airplanes and sleeping on a slab they called a bed. Plus I was carrying a 2 year old around on my hip trying to bond with him. No wonder I was having back problems. Then I really did it in.
I leaned over and grabbed up one of the kids to carry them in the house. I felt something slide in my back and doubled over in pain. I could hardly move. We gone to Ryan's grandparents to clean the house. I spent the next few hours on the couch as my back kept getting worse. Finally someone decided I had to go to the emergency room.
Six weeks later I still was miserable. I'd had physical therapy, x-rays, and lots of drugs. An MRI finally determined that I had a herniated disc. I was still miserable and living on pain killers and muscle relaxers. I had missed out on much of Judah's first 6 weeks at home. And when I was involved and holding or snuggling my kids, it was horribly painful.
Mixed in with the tailbone pain that I've had for 5 years, I was miserable. Slowly the pain began to alleviate. My doc informed me that I would be susceptible to easy relapse. Easy flare-ups. A few times I've had to take a muscle relaxer but mostly it's been going well.
As I was walking up the stairs, I coughed and in that moment felt that "slide" feeling in my lower back and doubled over on the stairs. Did I really just do this again? For a week or two I've known that my back pain was getting worse, that I couldn't comfortably sit to work and that I needed to start my physical therapy again. Great. Slowly, I made my way up the two flights of stairs, downed some advil and crawled in bed. As I type this, I'm hoping that I can close my laptop, fall asleep and feel perfect. Think that's possible?
Umm, Lord, you know this Ethiopia trip is just 10 weeks away. Give me strength to endure so I can be a light. So I can serve others who need hope and encouragement. If I wake up in the morning feeling normal, I will boast in You alone!