Last summer we spent all of June in the hospital after Mark suffered a brain bleed. I was looking forward to this summer when we'd be able to enjoy it more without hospitals and doctors so much.
Yeah, it hasn't quite worked out that way.
A few weeks ago Mark had a bad fall. He had bruises all over his left side on his back, arm and knee. He looked beat up pretty good.
About a week after that fall, we started noticing his left foot swelling up and it was getting very painful.
I finally took him into the ER. They did x-rays, a bunch of blood work and an ultrasound. It was then that they told us he had a blood clot. Because of his previous brain bleed, he couldn't be on blood thinners. He needed to have a filter put into his leg to catch the clot before it traveled to his lungs or heart. This was a procedure that couldn't be done at our local hospital and Mark needed to be transferred to higher care.
So he was emergently brought down to the hospital where he had his kidney transplant in anticipation for the filter surgery.

At the hospital the specialists went back and forth deciding what was best for Mark. The filter would be a surgery and Mark was high risk surgery no matter what. It was late in the afternoon before they decided they would do another ultrasound to see the clot again and make the final decision based on the size of the clot.
It was then we received news we never believed we would get. The clot was in the superficial vein of Mark's leg and not the deep vein. This meant it wasn't nearly as serious and the only treatment was rest and elevating the leg.
We were given the okay to go home! We went from a very serious situation to going home!
The next day we were given even more amazing news when the hospital called to tell us the final read on the ultrasound showed there was no clot at all.
That's right---NO. CLOT. AT. ALL.
When the doctor told this to me he said the only explanation was that the clot dissolved itself or the heparin Mark received for that little bit that he did while trying to decide what to do for him, fixed the clot. I told the doctor another explanation was that we serve an awesome God who answers prayers and performs miracles.
So we were home!!
However, Mark's foot continued to be so painful for him and continued to swell up.
So after another week, I took him back to the ER. There they redid the x-rays and blood work and found everything to be....fine.
We left the ER that night feeling so discouraged. We knew something just wasn't right.
I talked to Mark's primary doctor that night who agreed that something just wasn't right. He said he would order a CT scan in the morning to check it out and would see Mark later that afternoon.
I brought Mark in that morning for the CT. We knew something was up when they brought Mark out of the CT imaging room and said they would be taking us up to see the doctor right away and not that afternoon.
Honestly both Mark and I were relieved when they said the CT showed he had broken his heel.
I actually cheered. Yes, I did. I was just so relieved to finally have an answer! We were praising God for so many reasons:
For an answer for his pain and swelling at last!
For gut feelings. Both Mark and I had gut feelings from the beginning something was broken and kept pursuing when tests came back "fine"
For a primary doctor who knows us so well, will listen to our concerns and knows when something is not right.
For our wonderful family and friends by our side.
He needs to be completely off his heel for quite a while, possibly months. With his diabetes, the location of the fracture and the fact that he's been walking on it for 2 weeks at least, proper healing could be an issue. There may be permanent damage but it's too early to tell.
Mark isn't really a candidate for crutches as he is already unstable on his feet, so he has a knee scooter now.
I think Hannah is having more fun with it than Mark is. She even asked if we could rent another one. :)
It hasn't been easy for Mark. Even little things like going to the bathroom, getting his pills out, etc. are so tough for him. Not only does he have the pain from the broken heel, he has to maneuver a knee scooter in tight corners with poor eyesight.
It's hard for him, especially during the summer when he wants to be out more. He wants to be able to do more with Hannah but knowing he will likely be using a knee scooter for quite some time just isn't an easy pill to swallow.
We would appreciate prayers!