Recovery Check Point: Six Weeks
It's been six weeks! Six since the injury, five since surgery. Six weeks since I've gone for a run, driven a car, walked without assistance, and taken for granted how much we rely on our mobility for EVERYTHING. Forty-two days. But my head is up. I hope to start physical therapy this week and my surgeon wants me walking without crutches or my fancy iwalk in just over a week. Gulp. When he told me that last Monday, I thought, cruel joke. I couldn't imagine standing with weight on my ankle never mind walking in two weeks time. But I've spent the past week working on standing and the last couple days walking. I've started walking around the house without anything to lean on and even managed to go up and down stairs yesterday with just the boot. SLOWLY of course. It's progress.
I was at a dinner party last night and many of the people there hadn't seen me since the injury happened. It's funny that many were like Wow! STILL in the boot! How much longer? Not realizing that being able to stand in the boot without additional support was a HUGE WIN!
I've continued to be amazed, touched, and at times, overwhelmed with gratitude, by the friends that have stepped in and stepped up. I'm grateful for the rides to/from work and around town, those willing to run errands for me, and those continuing to ask what they can do to help out. I know that as I continue to get stronger and more mobile, the inability to exercise and drive will challenge my spirit. The holidays, particularly Christmas, will mean something different to me this year as one of my most favorite gifts will be the green light to return to low impact cardio. Slow and steady.
I'm entering this next stage of healing focusing on regaining strength and flexibility with the need to continue practicing my mantra of #gritandgrace.
I was at a dinner party last night and many of the people there hadn't seen me since the injury happened. It's funny that many were like Wow! STILL in the boot! How much longer? Not realizing that being able to stand in the boot without additional support was a HUGE WIN!
I've continued to be amazed, touched, and at times, overwhelmed with gratitude, by the friends that have stepped in and stepped up. I'm grateful for the rides to/from work and around town, those willing to run errands for me, and those continuing to ask what they can do to help out. I know that as I continue to get stronger and more mobile, the inability to exercise and drive will challenge my spirit. The holidays, particularly Christmas, will mean something different to me this year as one of my most favorite gifts will be the green light to return to low impact cardio. Slow and steady.
I'm entering this next stage of healing focusing on regaining strength and flexibility with the need to continue practicing my mantra of #gritandgrace.
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