So Carey and the guys are in Zanesville, Ohio this week on another crusade. He has been home a week, started hitting the gym hard and ready to get back on the road again!
Around 1:45, I got a phone call from him with the 8 most dreaded words that come out of his mouth..."Baby, I need you to pray for me." (Realize that I LOVE to pray with and for Carey 100% of the time. When it is the way those words are said, it makes my heart drop into my stomach.) Those words are usually followed by me saying "What happened?" Then it's Carey's turn to tell me what horrific injury has just occurred. You see, I know this dialogue quite well since it has already happened twice...once when I knew him just a month and he REtore his pec and bicep and the second time when he thought he had broken two ribs (they were only bruised and he had a pulled muscle below the ribs). Well, that is exactly how it went today for the third time. His response was this "I think I just ripped my achilles tendon." WHAT?!?!? He was right. They took him straight to an orthopedic surgeon who did x-rays and MRI's confirming the severe tear in his right achilles.
He is flying home tomorrow and I will be in the process of getting him an appointment with a doctor in OKC ASAP. The surgeon in Ohio (who wanted to do the surgery up there on Friday) said it must be done within 10 days of the injury.
This is him in the hotel room propping the moonboot up. He wasn't even allowed to go to the crusade at the church tonight! Please keep Carey in your thoughts and prayers. He is in some major pain and will have a long recovery. Please pray for the Lord to have His will with him and also for him to keep his spirits high. I will keep you posted as we know more!
God Bless You!
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