Greetings from Nashville, Tennessee!  It has been a whirlwind week!  Last Thursday, March 24, Larry took me back to Slidell, LA for another checkup.  Dr. Gosey took the cast off, re-evaluated the injury, looked up at me and said, "It still looks mean!"  He put me on an antibiotic again to help fight infection.  It's always an ongoing mystery as to what's happening underneath that turquoise blue cast.  Once the cast was off, it took me a breath or two to get the nerve to look down at the injury.  Again Dr. Gosey said, "It still doesn't look pretty!"  I looked down at my swollen, black-and-blue foot with all the stitches, and readily agreed, "You're right, I don't have a pretty foot-but thank God I have a foot!"  After seeing the jagged stitches, I asked the doctor, "How will I go about disguising all these scars?"  He didn't answer, so I suggested, "Maybe I could design a special ankle scarf and tie a fancy bow to distract from the scars.  I could start a business, sell the scarves, and get rich!"  He just chuckled.  After cleaning and treating the wound, he put yet another blue leg cast on.  For some reason, it seems each cast gets heavier!  Needless to say, I'm really weary of trying to carry my own weight around-ugh.  Dr. Gosey released me to travel to Nashville, where we will pursue another orthopedic surgeon and do follow up for a little over three weeks. 

From Dr. Gosey's office, we drove the hour back to our coach.  I hadn't been there since the ladder incident.  I must admit when we pulled up to the coach, I quickly relived February 28, the fall, and the ambulance arrival.  Thank God the heavy rains had washed away the trail of blood!  Larry helped me from the car to my walker.  I looked at the coach and pondered the question I had in my mind the past month:  "How do I get up into that coach with a cast on my leg?"  We came to the decision that the best way was for me to "butt" my way up.  So I plopped my feet on the bottom step, and used my good foot to push me up to the next step, until I reached the top.  I was so proud of myself--ha!  Larry fixed the couch in the front of the coach into a bed for me, and I traveled the next 500 miles to Nashville lying on the couch with my leg propped up.

We got into Nashville on Good Friday and went over to our daughter LaShawn's home in Brentwood.  She has so graciously opened her home to us for the next month.  We are able to use her large bedroom and private bath on the main floor. 

On Easter Sunday, it was a special joy to be with our daughter LaShawn, her friend Liam, and our son Donovan.  LaShawn fixed a big ham dinner with all the trimmings.  It was the first holiday in my entire life that I wasn't doing the cooking in the kitchen.  I was waited on hand and foot (pun intended!).  Easter would have been perfect if LaDawn, Dante and Myanna could've been there, but they were way back in Minneapolis, MN, at my brother Glen's home with the cousins.  They had a fun time, and we were later able to chat by phone.

Bright and early on Monday, March 28, we pursued our first laser therapy treatment with Dr. Jason Tharpe.  He feels that the laser therapy will help get the blood circulating and promote quicker healing and Lord willing, help with the intense pain I'm experiencing.  For the next month, I will be taking therapy both morning and afternoon.  Please pray for me that it will go well.  I'm standing on God's Word and healing scriptures.  One of my faith scriptures is Jeremiah 30:17, "I will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds."  I really take that to heart!  I physically lay the word on my broken leg, accepting and believing that verse. 

Well, I must go-but I want to thank all of you for taking this journey with me.  Thank you for all the cards, letters, and scriptures you have sent me.  You will never know how much I have been encouraged because of you!

Thanks again,

Gloria

                

*The next update will be April 7th 

The next update will be on Thursday, March 31.   

Altar Call:

Larry ministered last Sunday at First Assembly of God of Greater New Orleans.  The altar was filled with many making first-time decisions and rededications for Christ.  After the morning service, an usher came up to Larry in tears and said, "Larry, there was a man here this morning in the service under house arrest, and he had to leave exactly at noon while you were finishing the altar call.  He said to tell you he prayed the sinner's prayer and to thank you for the message and invitation to come to Christ."

Larry with laundry:

I snapped this photo of Larry today while he was carrying in the laundry.  It was the first time he has done laundry in 39 ½ years of marriage.  He did a great job! 

March 16, 2005

Greetings from Slidell, LA!  This week has really flown by.  Someone once said, "Pain is your friend."  Well, sorry, but pain and I are not best friends!  This leg cast seems to be getting heavier by the day.  I told my mom, "Remember that diet I went on ten years ago, I wish I would have stuck with it…it sure would help when I have to lug around my body weight.  HA!"  I am now using the walker most of the time as I fell while on my crutches last week and wasn't able to get back up.  It's a good thing that Larry was in the next room!  I felt like a beached whale, and I am sure he thought I was one when he tried to get me up off the floor.  After we finally got up, we both chuckled at the situation.  Such is life!

For the past two weeks, we have been blessed to have stayed at Pastor Ken and Fay Worley's home in Picayune, MS.  They were so good to us.  Their church, along with their son, Darrel and Sharon Worley's church in Picayune, brought in the most delicious array of Southern cooked meals you could ever imagine including seafood gumbo and jambalaya.  Larry's eyes twinkle every time the doorbell rings for he knows "treats" are coming.

Larry drove by himself to Thibodaux, LA, last weekend and held two services.  He had a great day of ministry and many recommitted their lives to Christ.  It was hard for him to go without me as I have only missed about three rallies in the past ten years.  I sure missed him those two days he was gone.  I was happy to see his smiling face on Monday afternoon.  I felt so secure again.  He's my sweetheart!

3:30 PM

Larry and I just walked out of Northshore Regional Medical Center in Slidell, LA.  I wasn't looking forward to seeing the injury again.  When they took the cast off and I saw it...I knew why I didn't want to see it.  As they say down South, "You (referring to the injury) sure don't look pretty.  You looks pretty ugly."  I readily agreed!  My foot is pretty swollen yet because of the severe trauma it experienced.  After Doctor Gosey, my orthopedic surgeon, looked at it, he looked at Larry and I and said, "You're not out of the woods yet."  He proceeded to show us the x-ray, which showed the break and the fractures.  There is a plate and six screws on the right side of my right leg, and two loooooong vertical screws that are attaching the foot to the leg.  Dr. Gosey's real concern for the next 2-3 weeks is the probability of infection which often happens with open injuries such as mine.  The more critical concern right now is that the skin will live and not die!  Otherwise, that will be another road of complications and skin grafts.  He reapplied a cast to my leg...this time a bright blue!  

Please pray with us for the pain to cease, for the swelling to go down, there will be no invasion of infection, and that the skin will stay alive, grow and heal.  I know I can count on you---because you are my prayer family.  

I will update you once again next Thursday, March24.  Keep believing for miracles!

Gloria