Feb. 18, 2010, I was in a very serious car accident. I hit black ice and a tree kept me from flying into a very deep ditch. I am writing about this today not to complain, grumble or whine about how I was cheated out of months of normal living during my recovery. I am writing this because I want to tell all how blessed I am.
What I went through-
I broke 12 bones, 10 ribs (one rib in two different places) and one collar bone. I punctured my left lung and jammed my skull (upper spine) as well. I endured severe bruising on my right upper thigh, torn muscles in my back, side and left side of my knee. Muscles were not just bruised, some ripped apart. I was in severe pain. Months of physical therapy was waiting for me.
There were times where I just cried and begged God for answers to why. I told my husband one night that the only thing making me fight the pain was him and my family. My three boys helped me so much while my hubby had to go back to work. My oldest did the cooking, my middle boy was my nurse and my youngest was my entertainment since I was bed ridden.
I refused to stay on the pain meds given to me. After 2 weeks, pain or no pain I weaned off of them, knowing what I was in for. I went through withdrawals: jerking, sweats, nervousness, anxiety, etc. I was only on these major pain meds for 2 weeks, how could my body be addicted already? I honestly can understand why drug addicts won't give up their addiction, and I was determined NOT to be on these dangerous, addicting meds for one day longer.
I share this with you not to get any kind of sympathy, but to let you know that the scripture in Philippians 4:13 is so true. It says, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me". By the grace and healing of God, I was able to get through this time.
One of my friends called me an "Overcomer". The definition of an overcomer is: to get the better of in a struggle or conflict; conquer, defeat: to overcome the enemy. I never thought of myself as an overcomer, but I am. But only by the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I do have pain EVERYDAY from these injuries. I am reminded of this incident in my life EVERYDAY. But I DO NOT AND WILL NOT take addicting pain meds. I WILL REJOICE WHEN I FEEL PAIN!
WHY?
TO REMIND ME THAT MY BOYS WILL NEVER GO THROUGH ONE DAY WITHOUT THEIR MOTHER,
MY HUSBAND WILL NOT HAVE TO BURY HIS WIFE,
MY PARENTS WILL NOT GO THROUGH THE GRIEVING PROCESS OF LOSING THEIR DAUGHTER,
MY SIBLINGS WILL NOT MORN OVER THEIR OLDEST SISTER.
I WILL REJOICE AND THANK GOD DAILY THAT I AM HERE. MY PAIN REMINDS ME HOW GOD PULLED ME THROUGH AND ALLOWED ME TO LIVE! MY PAIN REMINDS ME THAT HE HAS SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR ME, EVEN IF IT IS JUST BEING A HOMESCHOOL MOM AND HOUSEWIFE, HE HAS A PLAN FOR ME.
I CHOOSE TO REJOICE.
