Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Reliving the past

{disclaimer: this post is semi-medically detailed...and fairly straightforward...
and when I said I wasn't nervous... well, I am. :)
and when i said 13 years ago...well, i can't count and it was 12}

Tomorrow morning, I have to get a tooth extracted.
But it's not my fault.
I have no cavities and I brush and floss
{I do floss Mom!... she's a dental hygienist ;)}

I was in a car accident 13 years ago.
A bad one.
What happened?
In a nutshell:
I almost died... seriously.
many injuries {a brain injury, broken jaw, torn spleen, broken arm, left sided weakness, inability to walk, slurred speech, broken pelvis, broken clavicle...}
a ten-day coma and month-long hospital stay,
months of physical, occupational, and speech therapy,
a year of wearing a leg brace and rolling my backpack at school because I couldn't carry it,
and all the emotion that goes with being 12 and almost dying.
And I made a complete miraculous recovery by the grace of God.

It became my story.
My life was forever changed and I constantly strive to live day to day finding joy in the moments.
You just never know how many moments you get.
And I thought it was my story... past tense.

But then last year at my dental cleaning,
we found I would soon lose one of my teeth due to trauma.
The trauma 13 years ago.

So, tomorrow, I will have that tooth removed.
And Friday, a pretend one placed.
And that is the beginning of this little adventure.

So what do I think?

I get to be off work tomorrow. This is not great. But I am thankful.
I'm thankful for an incredible team of dental professionals and a mom who understands it all.
Teeth don't really matter in the heavenly picture.
I'm thankful for a husband who goes grocery shopping for all the soft foods my heart could desire, who makes jello for me, who takes the day off to take care of me, and who encourages me.
I love him.
It's always good to have a good book on hand.
Every day is a gift. I'm thankful for life.
God is faithful, sovereign, and Holy.

I'm not really nervous.
I'm a little sad.
But I'm ready.

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