No physical therapy this week, so nothing to report there. I didn’t have a ride, so I’ve been trying to do all the PT exercises here. It’s been going fairly okay.
I guess what I want to ramble about is how long I’ve been unwell. I’m almost reaching the year mark. It’s kind of messing with my head. I know it’s been several injuries in one, but still. To lose a year of your life is not something that one wakes up to and thinks, wow, boy am I glad I got to go through that.
It’s weird. Last year, about this time, I was looking froward to going to Greece and Turkey with my best friend. Now, I’m hoping to be able to drive without pain. Just something simple. So I can go see people. It’s not a necessity that I be able to pick up my niece, or go back to work. Right now, all I really want to be able to do is drive. Oh, and sit for an hour. That would be great. Then I could go to dinner with people. How nice would that be?
But I have to stay strong. None of this changes whether or not I have a bad attitude or a good one. I chose to have a good one.
But check in on me later, because I might be crying then