Week Two
March 7, 2009 | Nurturing Family
I’ve had some challenging moments this past week. The nights when pain made every movement excruciating. The day the bone migrated, pointing north and south instead of east and west. The days my arm turned beet red as the bone compressed blood vessels. The brown chair began to feel like a prison on Day 7. It’s where I sit, sleep, and eat. (I climb out for 30 minutes at time starting today!)
In the past, I have been accused of being a pollyanna. One evening a new friend pulled me aside. “You’re just not realistic,” she said. “You look at life through rose-colored glasses.”
I don’t think that’s it. It’s perspective. Even with the tough evenings and blurry pain-medicine memories, I can’t help bu still feel grateful.
It’s the way I see life. I see the bad, but I can’t help but see the good, too.
I see you. I’m grateful for the fun notes you’ve sent. For the Facebook messages, the Twitters, the direct messages. For the card I received from a friend who lives way up north. For the friends who called earlier today and said, “let us bring food to you tonight”.
For Melissa who took an afternoon off from her doctoral program to drive to see mom, and who pulled my hair in a funky fun ponytail, experimenting with my hair since I am still a one-armed girl who can’t do her own hair. For Leslie, who has called every day. For Ryan, who came on his lunch hour and cooked delicious quesadillas.
For Richard, who is carrying a full work load, a full Master’s program schedule of classes, who has cleaned, cooked, got up in the night when the pain meds wore off, and who is generally an all-around nice guy (even if he did inadvertently break my collarbone).
And because I know this is giving lots of people a reason to laugh (the story just keeps getting bigger and further from the truth).
This is my 2nd “good” day and for that I’m most grateful. Those bad days sure make the good ones shine.
Still praying for no surgery. That the bones will continue to align. That I will take this down time and use it wisely.
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“Choosing joy” – that’s biblical perspective. If someone wants to say Pollyanna? I’ll take it. i love when someone says that to me.
March 7th, 2009 at 4:12 pmOh, Suzanne! A broken collarbone? Oooo…ouch! I’m so sorry. I pray, too, that you don’t have to have surgery. And I’m with Jen…I’ll take the Pollyanna any day! Paul instructs us, “Thank [God] in everything [no matter what the circumstances may be, be thankful and give thanks], for this is the will of God for you [who are] in Christ Jesus.” If it’s the will of God, gosh, I guess I’d better obey! So keep it up, Miss Pollyanna! You’re in the will of God! I pray your collarbone heals perfectly and quickly! Blessings…
March 7th, 2009 at 5:59 pmKeeping positive thoughts for you and hoping for no surgery.
March 8th, 2009 at 11:46 pmI love your outlook and strength no matter what is happening; it’s something I really wish I had and something I’m working on.
I will continue to pray for healing without surgery!
Sending gentle hugs your way.
March 9th, 2009 at 11:55 am