The day of the surgery neared and along came Hurricane Sandy. The hospital was not up and running and so the date of the surgery was delayed. At the time that I had to go for pre-op there was a major shortage of gas in New York in the wake of the hurricane. How was I going to get to Manhattan? No cabs were going, we didn’t have a car, and many people who did have cars had no gas.
I reached out to a friend of ours. It was truly hashgacha that he was able to take us, as baruch Hashem he had gas in his tank. He and his wife were returning from kivrei avos in Washington and on their way back to Brooklyn they filled up on gas in New Jersey. Once again, as they say, Hashem had us covered.
Finally the day of the surgery arrived. We were nervous as it was five weeks since the fall and break. It is possible when so much time lapses that the bone would set poorly. Sometimes they need to actually re-break the bone to re-set it in the exact correct way. Again tremendous hashgacha. After the surgery, the doctor told me that initially upon seeing the x-ray they were slated to put in screws in both the right and left sides of my ankle. During the five weeks that passed the right side of my ankle healed appropriately on its own and therefore they only needed to treat the left side with a screw or two. I had truly been blessed in more ways than one. Hodu laHashem ki tov ki l’olam chasdo.