It’s been a little over a week since I broke my femur. Most of that week I kept telling my mom “I just can’t believe I broke my leg”. Well believe it, because I broke it and did a dang good job doing it.
Most of y’all know I was in a small horse accident. It was a weird deal. Taylor and I had been out riding and I ended up getting bucked off about 5 minutes from the house. I knew exactly what was wrong when I hit the ground. My leg was broken. About 3 inches below my hip joint, I snapped my femur like a twig.
Taylor immediately began rushing around and scooped me off the ground, put me in the pick up and got me to town.
I laid by myself in the pasture for what felt like 5 minutes. I just prayed “Jesus, please take the pain” I’m so thankful that I thought to say that out loud because I was in zero pain until we got to the ER. Moving me around was a reallll killer. Luckily the nurses controlled my pain really well. I was transferred to The hospital in Amarillo and pretty much immediately went into emergency surgery.
I just kept thinking about how “broken” and “useless” I was going to be. But I remembered who I served and who cares deeply for me. My brokenness is welcomed in his presence. I am not useless to him.
I was being prayed for by more people than I could have imagined. I was completely at peace with everything that was going on around me. For that I am so grateful.
A lot of people kept telling me, “You’re so lucky that it didn’t come through the skin.” “You’re so lucky you were close to the house.” “You’re so lucky that you’re young you’ll heal quick.” Some may call in luck but I call it blessed. I will heal quick because I serve a healing God.
This test is going to be turned into a testimony. As of Wednesday May 30 (3 days after surgery). I had 90% range of motion in my knee. 85% range of motion in my hip. I can put all my weight on it. I can walk on it with a little help from my crutches. I have minimum to no pain. Thank ya Jesus!
I am so thankful that I was truly being watched over. I intend to make this leg stronger than before.
P.S. I am not going to sell Mighty Mouse. I am
not scared to get back on. It was not his fault. It comes with the territory being a horseman.