You can’t really see progress when you take a recovery day by day. You really have to break it down in months.
May – Had multiple fractures and chilled in the ICU.
June – Sat up after being strictly bed ridden for a few weeks and took my first wheelchair ride with my stuffed penguin in hand.
July – Stood up (even if it was on one foot) for the first time in a month, stopped taking morphine, returned home from the hospital and stopped wearing my body brace just in time for my 24th birthday.
August – Stopped taking pain medication, had my stitches taken out and went to the beach (off-roaded in the sand with my wheelchair).
September – Got rid of my foot brace, walked on two feet (with a walker), attended my first Dodger game, started to drive again and J. Cole dropped his debut album (finally).
October – Decided to eat red meat and pork again after a few years.. oh, and ditched my walker.
November – Got rid of my wheelchair, walked my dog by myself for the first time in months and increased my overall strength.
Six months flew by.
I remember being in the hospital and thinking to myself, “when am I going to leave this place?” I remember lying in bed and thinking to myself, “when will the pain stop?” I remember sitting in my wheelchair and thinking to myself, “when will I be able to walk without assistance?” Now, I walk and think, “when will I be able to run again?” If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that time heals all.
I’m still looking for Ambrosia (Xena: Warrior Princess reference) to speed up the process though.
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This makes me happy =) Particularly the part about July’s progress, and obviously where you stand today. Can’t wait to hang with you again!