Recovery Gratitude

This weekend marks three weeks since the big injury and just over two since surgery. And without the help and assistance of so many amazing humans in my life, I know I'd be at a loss. So this post is more for me as I reflect back on the all the love I've received to date:

• Aaron for being my anchor in the ER right after the injury, getting me settled at home, and staying with me that first night so I wouldn't be solo. For checking in multiple times that first week and calming my nerves the night before surgery.
• Tonia and Harry for iced coffees and visits and Daph, Kurt, and Katie for dinner the week after my injury.
• My neighbors who took my trash out and did my laundry that first week and watered my plants when I was staying with my family.
• My work team for bringing me St. James and visiting with me at home.
• My parents for about a million little things and a few big things - the scooter, iWalk, trips to the hospital/surgeon, 12 days of caring for me at home, rides to/from work, grocery store runs, and more.
• Liz for bringing me magazines at my parent's house.
• Mark and David for stopping by with hugs and massages.
• Dylan for rescuing me from cabin fever with a couple low key Friday nights out.
• Cat for treating me to breakfast at Royal Blend. 
• Daph for check-ins, errands, food, rides, and more!
• Kevin for the ride home from work.
• Meg, Jules, and Kari for the gift cards and care packages.
• Fantastic colleagues like Rhonda who has agreed to be my carpool buddy the next few months until I can drive again.

Grateful for the many calls, texts, DMs, and more from friends near and far checking in, asking what they can do to help, and sending me well wishes. Asking for help isn't easy for me. I'd much rather give than take and this experience has been humbling to say the least. I know the road to recovery will be long and take many months, and I'm forever indebted to my community for reminding me how blessed I am to be surrounded by so much love. It's not lost on me that I could be facing this in a city where I have no family and no community to rely on. So very thankful. Recovery gratitude is real, y'all.