The long road of recovery...
It’s been 4 weeks since my last post and 7 weeks post surgery. Wow that went by really fast. Who am I kidding? My life seems to be flying by, while I’m stuck watching. We’ve hit spring, that and fall are some of our busiest seasons. With all the kids stuff and my therapies life seems to just fly by. The last 7 weeks have been filled with a super quietness, me struggling to talk and not moving much. It’s amazing how much surgery takes out of you. The nursing staff told me not to twist my torso too much or too far, allowing my incision to heal. I wasn’t moving my torso much before so healing has been pretty good, but now I am having to tell myself I can’t do everything my brain thinks I can. I can tell this will be something I have to remind myself often. There are things I can do and things I can’t do. And that’s ok. Two Sundays ago was the first day I’d been on my feet in 5 weeks. I was worried about having to start all over with walking. Even going back to my first walker ...