The long-awaited day finally came—cast removal day! I was honestly excited but also a little nervous. When you’ve had a cast on for weeks, you can’t help but wonder: “Is it actually healing under there? What’s it going to look like?”
When they pulled out the saw, my heart rate definitely spiked. I had this irrational fear they’d nick my incision or make me jump from the vibration. Thankfully—no pain, no mishaps, and the best part? The doctor looked at my incision and said it was healing “nicely.” Music to my ears.
Of course, then came the stitches removal. Let’s just say, that part wasn’t as pleasant. I distracted myself by staring at the bone posters in the room, trying to pronounce words I’ll never use in everyday conversation. Silly as it sounds, it worked! Before I knew it, the stitches were out (though not without a few winces), and I could breathe again.
Then came the next step—new cast time. I picked blue (one of my favorite colors 💙). But wow, this time the process hurt more. I had to push my foot up, which ached, and when the doctor pressed on it, my whole leg felt tender. By the end of the night, it was sore and tight, and I shed a few tears knowing I had three more weeks of non-weight-bearing.
But even through the tears, I reminded myself: I am not defeated. I am a victor! Jesus already won the victory for me. And even though this process is uncomfortable, He is using it to strengthen me.
Romans 8:37 says, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.”
2 Corinthians 4:16 reminds me, “Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.”
So I’ll wear this blue cast as a reminder that healing is happening, even if it’s slower than I want. God’s timing is perfect, and His grace is enough for each day. 💙
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