With the likelihood of a cartilage fracture to my rib cage, all those gardening, painting, knitting, sewing, fitness plans come to a halt and I sit or stand, and wait. Gingerly, I might add since the pain of jostling reaches child-bearing levels.
In all honestly, I’m uncertain as to what to do with myself. I know from reading, especially in my current course, Spiritual Pilgrimage, that great things are accomplished through times of convalescence. Take Ignatius for example. A cannon ball through the leg put him in bed for a good long while. And Christian history is richer for it!
I cannot imagine that any great contribution to Christendom will come through my injury, however, it may just change my conversion landscape a little. It’s the perfect injury for an academic because rest is the treatment, for 3-4 months says the medical community. That’s enough time for transformation that sticks.
I raise my glass to costochondritis and the good that will come! Cheers!
