A New Knuckle

It’s been a year since my knuckle filled up with fluid then burst. Many months passed and it wouldn’t heal. I was sent to an infectious disease doctor, who sent me to a hand surgeon. After having an MRI, the surgeon said your bone in your finger is dead, I’ll have to amputate. Terry and I told him how good God has been to me down through the years. He finally said, “You can get 6 weeks of IV antibiotics.” After the 6 weeks were up, I returned. He said. “Wow, unless you need to see me, I don’t need to see you again!” I said, “I told you the Lord continues to be good to me!”

My knuckle finally has skin! Thank you Lord!

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