Well, I've had broken ribs for about 3 weeks now so you would think they would be getting better, but yesterday my mom had to rush me to an urgent care center.  I sneezed and suddenly I could not breathe without terrible pain and the feeling that something--a rib or possibly scar tissue--was moving around that should not be moving. 
The doctor had x-rays taken and confirmed that I had broken rib.  He prescribed several different pain killers for me.  Now, within a couple of days of moving, I am not allowed to lift anything over 10 lbs. (not that I'm going to--even lifting a gallon of milk hurts!). 
So now I'm just doing stuff in a daze...the pain killers make me groggy, but hopefully I'll be able to stop taking them soon. 
I'm getting a little worried.  I am moving into my apartment soon but I still only have one part time job that doesn't even start for another two weeks after I move in.  I really do not want to dig into my savings, but I can't live on nothing...  The people at my job say they will be able to keep me gainfully employed.  It looks like I'll be testing that assertion a lot sooner than I wanted to.  But God's the one in charge--I just have to remember that as I start this new phase of my life.
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