Remember that one time...

Remember that one time in Africa when I ruptured a ligament in my ankle? Well it has been an eventful few days, but fortunately everything has worked out as best it could.  I signed up for volley ball at UWC and at our first practice I was chasing after a ball, twisted my ankle rupturing my anterior talofibular ligament in my right ankle. I went to the emergency room that night and had some x-rays taken. The doctor in the ER thought I would have to have reconstructive surgery, which would have been really difficult. Fortunately the Orthopedic Surgeon who I went to see the next day thought my ankle would heal on its own wearing a boot. So I am in a walking boot for six weeks and will start physical therapy in two weeks. It is a bit of an inconvenience, but I am very thankful that I do not need surgery. My ankle really does not hurt either which is a blessing.

I went to UWC again today and got my final schedule figured out. I have yet to actually attend a class. Hopefully tomorrow everything will go as planned. I am very excited for the two classes that I take within the Marquette program. Grassroots Movements and Organizations will be, I think very beneficial for my future career as something of a community organizer. The Professor has taught this class since the programs inception seven years ago so she is more that knowledgeable about how to relate our experiences at our service sites to the course. The other class, Theology of Reconciliation and Forgivenss will also be a good course. I think it will challenge me to think about how my faith relates to the service that I want to continue to do. For now, prayers for a speedy recovery are welcome, thank you. Peace
P.S. pictures coming soon :)