Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I have a scar


On the inside of my upper right arm, there is a tiny little scar. It's only about a centimeter across. Three years ago today, I joyfully left the hospital in time to go home for Christmas. After cheating death a couple of times in the previous three weeks, I was so happy to go home.

But I went home with a PIC line. It's a semi-permanent IV. Twice a day, I had to hook myself up to IV medication to continue to fight the fungal buggies and infection that had invaded my body and my blood.

It seems like such a long time ago now but for almost two months, I had that tube in my arm. I learned to clean it and care for it and avoid pulling on it accidentally.

Now there is only the scar. It is a reminder of so many things. Most of all, it reminds me to be thankful for each and every day.

My car got smacked in the parking lot of the grocery store this weekend. You know what? It's only a car. With the winter weather, my knee has been killing me. You know what? I am thankful I can walk!

Like anyone, I can allow myself to focus on the annoyances and inconveniences of life, but I have scars to remind me otherwise. Scars can be good.

2 comments:

kjvindian said...

wow, we have a lot more in common than I thought. I had a serious infection after my C-Section that almost killed me. The bacteria was so bad that I had to have a HUGE open wound with a machine hooked to it called a Wound Vac. I had to have it changed every other day for 3 months and it was the most painful experience...but the Lord brought me through it, and I didnt lose my life, and I certainly could have. I have sympathy for what you went through...I don't know why we have to go through these things...but I do know that it makes us better christians with more compassion for others who are going through these things. ((hugs)) and thanks for sharing your story. Love you! Micki

Terri said...

Micki,

I remember you going through that. I had a Wound Vac, too, for 3 months. My wound was open for 6 months and after the Wound Vac was removed, my sweet Hero cleaned and packed my wound twice a day.

It certainly helped me to understand those who suffer from chronic health problems much more than I ever did before.