Today was a rather fun day, to say the least! I had a blood test (the bane of my life) which went better than expected. Normally I cry and psych myself out of it, but today was the second time I've been able to get through the whole thing without crying. All thanks go to Allah for giving me the strength to do it, and to my lovely fiancé for supporting me through it and distracting me so I didn't think about the fact that there was a needle in my arm!
I also got my x-ray results back, and they're all normal alhamdulillah! The problem with my hip is due to my scoliosis and just requires a bout of physiotherapy, which is a huge relief! Hopefully the physiotherapy will be sorted soon and I can begin to recover and become a little more mobile. I'm pretty mobile as it is, but having a stiff hip is really not something you want! Still, I am very lucky that I have all my limbs and faculties - there are many in the world who have lost limbs or are paralysed.
Jonathan and I have started adoption proceedings - rather tentatively, I must admit, but we're getting there! We spoke to a lovely social worker who is sending us an information pack and has asked us to book onto an adoption information evening, which we will do next month. I can't wait to begin the process of adopting a child - it means such a lot to me because I will finally be able to give another child the second chance that I had when I was 2 years old. Despite our ups and downs - and massive disagreements! - I am very grateful to my adoptive parents for bringing me up and raising me to be the woman I am. I may not like the way they behave now, but I am grateful to them for raising me.
I also took the rather brave step of emailing my parents and telephoning my grandfather to tell them all that I am a Muslim. I was extremely nervous because my family tends to believe the media, but I think it went OK. He was obviously very concerned about my welfare and asked me if I knew what I was doing, and I did my best to reassure him that Islam is not an extremist religion and that those who are extremists are not really behaving as true Muslims should. I just need my parents to be accepting now and we might be able to move forward as a family.
However, if my parents are not able to accept my new religion, I have a contingency plan just in case. Thankfully, Jonathan's parents are very accepting of my religion, so I do at least have them to fall back on if worst comes to worst. Insha'Allah that will not happen and I will be able to continue forward with my family as a unit. I hope that they are able to at least accept my decision, even if they do not like it. I would rather that they knew and were upset now than that I told them after my wedding and had them upset that I hadn't told them beforehand.
Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers, my friends - I think I'll need them!