Hardly Noticed.

I was looking over some of my old posts, and I read my MRI one. I was looking at the silly pictures and looked at my wrist band. It's been more than a year since my diagnosis. It's kinda hard to comprehend. My memories are still so vivid. Still like they were yesterday, which is probably why I didn't really notice.

I remember my doctor's appointment, when he first found my FAI. I remember scheduling my MRI. I remember going, and being stuck in the freaking bone with a 6 inch (no lie) needle. UGH! I remember him telling me that he didn't see any labral tears on the MRI, just fraying (which turned out to be more). And that I could do the surgery whenever I wanted. I wish I would have scheduled it then. Before I started school and realized how bad it was.

Of course though, I remember my surgery the most. It's still the freshest in my mind. And I am reminded everytime I see the tiny pink scars on my thigh, still bumpy.

We all learn. I am so greatful though for the experience. God has really shown me how to trust Him even more. Honestly, you think you have it down after a while. And then He comes and shows you that, no, there is even more to trust Him in. He has brought me through my first surgery, and He will bring me through my second one. He has placed people in my life to help me get through this and I cannot thank Him, or them, enough. I stand in awe.

Psalm 25:1-3

1 To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul;

2 in you I trust, O my God.
Do not let me be put to shame,
nor let my enemies triumph over me.

3 No one whose hope is in you
will ever be put to shame,
but they will be put to shame
who are treacherous without excuse.