Over the weekend, I “celebrated” the one year anniversary of being run over by a car. Most people can’t believe I’m still not recovered. I’m two surgeries
in, and hopefully, there are no more. It’s one step forward, two steps back. I was 80% of the way recovered, but my doctor then decided that I would never get past that with my metal still in, so we took it out. But, now I have to work my way back to where I was. What I really want to be able to do is get into some boots. I live in boots in the winter. I may have to buy new ones to achieve this, but this seems like an achievable goal.
As in that post I linked to above, I’m grateful for everything I have now that I didn’t have then. I can walk without assistance, even if I can’t wear shoes I want to. I will be able to cook Thanksgiving dinner this year. If I’m immobile, it will be because I want to be.
If it takes another year to be back to 95 or 98%, I’m good with that. There are worse things in the world.