Backboards and CAT Scans

I am trying to stay optimistic. I am really trying to find the good and learning from the bits and pieces of my life. But this week started out on the wrong foot in a big way.

We got a snow storm Sunday and by Monday morning it was 6 inches of snow and ice. I trekked up to campus for my one class and it was cancelled. I was annoyed and headed back slipping and sliding the whole way. There was a layer of ice over everything and the campus hadn't been salted yet. I was almost home free when it happened.

I stepped on the first step and fell down the stairs. I hit my head on the top step, my neck on the second, my back on the third, my rear end on the fourth and my legs on the last. I hit hard. I laid there in shock and pain as I heard people asking me if I was OK and if I needed help. In the end I was whisked the the hospital on a backboard, in a neck collar in an ambulance. I endured x-rays and CAT scans and pain and fear. For a moment I was scared that there was a serious problem. After a wonderful shot of morphine and hours and hours at the hospital, I was released. I sprained my lower back, pulled all the muscles in my upper back and shoulders and have a swollen neck and head. The drainage is beyond disgusting. I can not get comfortable.
There are amazing things right around the corner for me. I have to believe that. I have to believe that the Lord is keeping me in his arms right now. Please keep me in your prayers, because I don't know how I can find the good in this one.