Broken bones have to be allowed the time to heal. We have put too much strain on the poor bone and it just broke under all the pressure. Not to worry, though, our bodies are amazing and they pretty much take care of themselves. So, while it means that you'll be out of commission or at least seriously handicapped for a while--it'll be okay. It'll heal. Just rest and allow your body to turn it's healing-power-focus over to the bone in need.
Once healed, it will be stronger than new--due, of course, to the extra TLC your body gave it. Thank you, Mr. Osteoblast.
No thanks to anyone with whom I've consulted (and believe me...the list is long and distinguished), I firmly believe that the immune system works the same way. Sometimes, we put too much pressure on it and it snaps--goes temporarily mad--and begins attacking itself. But I believe that with rest, the removal of the stress that caused the problem, and a warm, fuzzy, feel-good environment, even the immune system will heal itself. Then, it will be even stronger for the experience.
Orson Whitney said: "There is the reason. It is for our development, our purification, our growth, our education and advancement, that we buffet the fierce waves of sorrow and misfortune; and we shall be all the stronger and better when we have swum and flood and stand upon the farther shore."
I am on the better side of this...I feel it. Patience, now, is the problem. I want to be completely recovered and I want it now! I want to regain a measure of my old life (albeit much stress-reduced).
So, I wait. And trust in God to reveal His hand to me when He deems it appropriate. To steal a few lines from Reba "you've gotta play the cards you've got; you don't know what Fate is holdin'." At least I'm happy. And that counts for something.
