It's amazing how a "little trip" (not a vacation) can change your perspective on life and give you a new appreciation for so many things. Five weeks ago on our way to the temple, my heel caught on the cement stairs going into our garage. My kneecap landed on the point of the bottom stair and snapped into three pieces. I've never been so glad to hear sirens coming to my house before in my life. Thanks to the great EMTs and morphine, I made it to the ER. Surgery followed the next day and my knee is the permanent home for five metal screws that hold things together. My wonderful doctor, Paul Ritchie, was pleased at how well the surgery went considering we discussed the possibility of wires and two follow-up surgeries. I know it was the priesthood blessing that I received before my surgery that made the difference. Keeping my leg straight and immobile for a month has been a challenge,but I've been so blessed by my family, ward family, friends and neighbors that I really feel grateful and I've learned so much from this experience.
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