UPDATED: September 10, 2014 – 1:30pm EST
Hello again, friends!
Tomorrow morning (September 10, 2014), I’ll be taking Tiffani to the hospital for an MRI. She’s been dealing with chronic pain in her hip for probably nearly two years now.
This pain for her is fairly intense, and affects literally every aspect of our life in one way or another. Imagine for just a moment… walking up beside your beloved, wrapping your arm around their waist and gently resting your hand on their hip. Then hearing them suck in a sharp breath through their teeth, and wince in pain. This has been our world for a long time now. I am afraid to give her quiet LOVING touch because it hurts her physically.
The condition affects pretty much everything… standing, sitting, walking, exercise, riding in a car for more than a short trip… Yes, even our intimate time together is adversely affected. But instead of getting better with rest, this condition is quickly getting worse. The slightest touch on her right side causes Tiffani to flinch in pain.
The doctor has said that he suspects something called a “Labral Hip Tear”. I’m not sure exactly what all that entails, but suffice it to say that I hope and pray that he finds exactly what he’s looking for – and then comes up with a plan to heal it. It is very hard to watch my beloved in worsening pain every single day, with (as of yet) no expectation of it ever getting better.
I’d like to ask for your prayers to join with mine tonight and Wednesday morning. I’m taking her to the hospital first thing in the morning. Around 9am EST, they’ll hook her up to the IV that fills her up with glow-in-the-dark dye. (This dye makes the injured parts show up better on the MRI slides.) About an hour after that, they’ll be packing her into the MRI machine – which she dreads. Tiffani is terribly claustrophobic, so hopefully they’ll allow me to sit close enough to keep her reassured and calm.
I will update this post when we get home to let you know how things went. But I don’t expect that we’ll have the actual results for at least a few days..
Thanks for your prayers, friends. I appreciate each and every one.
Our peace is in The Lord.
*UPDATE: September 10, 2014*
We got to the hospital just a few minutes early, and the staff got Tiffani suited up in the hospital jumpsuit and injected with the dye. Then she asked if I would be able to accompany her into the MRI room. They made me sign a waiver stating that I (A) didn’t have any metal parts in my body, and (B) that I wasn’t pregnant. As it’s a pretty sure bet that I don’t have either condition, I went ahead and checked off the “no” boxes on those questions, and signed my name on the line. Then the staff made me suit up exactly the same way Tiffani was done up. So when we got in there, the tech got Tiffani all situated in the tray and slid her into the tube. Then he provided me with a front row seat… a wheelchair positioned in such a way that I could see her face inside the machine. He gave me earplugs and reminded me that it was going to be loud – this I remembered from my own MRI just prior to my back surgery. He locked us in the room and headed back to his computer out on the other side of the glass. All in all, it took about 40 minutes, and Tiffani came out shaky but unscathed. We were handed a CD with the pictures on it, and she was able to secure a Monday morning appointment with her doctor to go over the results. And THAT is the meeting that I’m praying for now… that the doctor would find something – ANYTHING – in those pictures that would give him a target to shoot for.
As we were walking out to the car to head home, Tiffani said to me “your presence in the room was far more reassuring than you realize.” I am glad God has given me an employer that is very family-friendly. They had no issue with allowing me the time to take my wife to this appointment. And to those of you who read this and prayed with us, thank you! This was just phase 1, so please… as you think of us, take this situation to the Lord in the coming days. It breaks my heart to see my beloved in pain like this… I’m asking God to heal her, either directly, or through this doctor. Amen.