Well, the day finally came — cast removal day! I had been praying for this next step, hoping I’d get to graduate from the blue cast to the boot stage, and thankfully… I did! No new cast — just the boot... with crutches.
This appointment felt different from the last one. The first time they removed a cast, I was so anxious my heart rate increased and I had to fight fear. But this time, I was calm — maybe because I’ve had a little practice at this whole “trusting God through healing” thing. Instead of panic, I just giggled because the saw and vibrations actually tickled my foot. I’ll take “ticklish” over “terrified” any day!
Once the cast came off, the nurse wiped my leg with some cleansing solution — and oh my, that felt amazing. After seven weeks of being wrapped up, that poor leg was dry, itchy, and in serious need of lotion, sunlight, and a shave. Seeing my leg next to the other one though… whew. That was a moment. Reality hit. The muscle loss, the odd color, the awkward tan line (thank you, soccer mom life) — it all reminded me that recovery takes time.
But even in that raw moment, I chose gratitude. Because that weaker, smaller leg? It’s still mine. It’s still healing. And I know the same God who knit me together in my mother’s womb (Psalm 139:13–14) is faithfully knitting those muscles and tendons back to strength again.
The doctor gave me my marching orders: start weight-bearing at 25% for a few days, then 50%, and increase slowly. No physical therapy yet — just crutches, the boot, and patience. Lots of patience. I left the office encouraged though. Every step, even the smallest one, is still progress.
I may be walking with crutches and a boot, but I’m also walking in faith — trusting that the Lord will finish what He started in my healing.
✨ “The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and He helps me.” — Psalm 28:7
✨ “Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion.” — Philippians 1:6
So here’s to the next phase — one small, faith-filled step at a time.
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