My Legs.

In January, I fell during a downhill ski trip. Since then, my leg/hip has hurt. Bruised, swollen, numb, tingly, and tough. But definitely walkable and bothering me little until about two weeks ago. By last Wednesday, I finally went to the doctor. He suggested an injection and physical therapy. I walked out like, "ah, whatever, its not a big deal" but by Friday could hardly walk from my classroom. Then, with 'this whole ordeal' I couldn't hardly stand on Saturday. My uncle (a doctor) sat with me in the back room while the family mingled, examining and talking me through it -- and lots more -- and then we walked out. From that time Saturday night until Tuesday afternoon, my legs were numb. No pain.

When people say they are praying for my family, this is the most tangible story I have to offer. Yes, people are praying. Keep praying. Because somebody prayed for my legs.