Here is how our trip went:
- 12 hour drive turns into 18 hours…
- My knee swells for unknown reason.
- Visit a walk-in clinic on the Vegas Strip: that’s a disgusting place to bring your children
- After 2 hours, get back in the car, Amanda gets a $250 (91 in a 75) speeding ticket.
- Make it to Park City, get dropped off at the house.
- I get out of the car step into friend’s truck and go directly to walk-in clinic in Park City (decidely less disgusting than Vegas)
- I receive antibiotic shot and am told come back in 24 hours
- I return to walk-in. They send me to Salt Lake City to the ER
- ER admits me to hospital
- Have surgery the following afternoon to drain infected knee joint (cause unknown – literally)
- Back to Park City Thursday with a home care nurse, IV antibiotics, suction evacuation back hanging from his body, and a wheelchair.
- Saturday: home care nurse removes the “drainage tubes” from my knee.
- Sunday pack up bags and car.
- Sunday Night: have one of the richest and most vulnerable conversations with my friends, I ever could have imagined.
- Monday: 13 hour drive home.
What is crazy… We actually experienced God work in really powerful, challenging, and extremely uncomfortable ways. But, as one Christian mystic says it: people in transition [to deeper intimacy with God] need a holy wound. Truthfully, I would’ve happily settled for a “holy peaceful vacation” or a “holy ice cream cone”. But, if it takes holy wound, then I guess some day I’ll learn to appreciate it.
check out marriedtoayouthpastor for my wife’s perspective.
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