2022 Sucks for the Riggan Household
Warning: This is a venting post.
On Monday morning my husband got a call from a work-basketball friend. He was told that another work-basketball friend is leaving the company and that Monday was the last day they could play together. Rick hasn't played basketball since my diagnosis because he wanted to limit my exposure. But the love of basketball and knowing he had 4 more days until my first treatment drew him in.
He went to play and took great precautions. He wore his knee brace. He chose to not play hard as usual and drive to the basket. He was careful. Still, playing on the blacktop is not good for his body.
I got a call about 45 minutes after he left. He told me he fell and doesn't think he can drive. I grabbed my purse and headed to Poly. Once I got there I found out that he heard two pops in his knee when he planted his foot. Then he fell on his elbow. Yep, third basketball related elbow issue.
We went to urgent care and got X-rays of his knee and elbow. They let me go into the X-ray room with him which was super cool. We discovered he had a break on his elbow (we were not surprised) and nothing structurally wrong with his knee (big surprise).
Then comes Saturday and we hear a huge bang come from the laundry room. Yep, the dryer broke. Luckily the clothes were half dried and I had not started the next load of wash yet, but we had just gotten the dryer fixed in December.
So here we are, Rick is in a sling and knee immobilizer while I am fighting cancer with chemo. The dryer broke. It has been a hard week to see God's plan. I know He has a plan. I know He loves us. I know that His promise still stands and He is faithful. It's just a little hard to see sometimes.
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