Dancing Shoes

I've graduated to the cane!

I'll be back out on the dance floor before you know it!

Every Day

Learning to pace...

Shuffle & Hoist

 

Seems every day now there is another first  to celebrate. 

Yesterday I shuffled on out to the car, folded up the walker and hoisted it into the car all by myself and drove K to the post office.

A small event for sure, but starting to look an awful lot like normal.

First  PT session today.

Choose

There are really only two choices. Love or Fear.

Take a risk, set clear intentions, ask and receive. 

BOOM!

And BOOM! Just like that, I have access to the vegetable garden,

So much Summer still left to enjoy!

Independence Day

I made my first trip out to the front porch by myself without assistance...

and I'm sitting and sobbing because that's what I do these days it seems. 

Tears of relief that I made it and didn't fall, tears of pride that I made it this far and didn't give up, tears of joy so profound I never want to forget how this feels and yet I can't wait to put it all behind me, move on and forget the whole bloody thing. Happy Independence Day to me.

Gladiator

The cast is off and in its place is a walking boot. 

I gotta say, I am totally rocking the one-legged Storm Trooper look these days and I'm sure I could compete admirably as a gladiator if I only had another one to match.

With the boot comes change and with change comes set back...or so it seems.

The boot weighs a bloody ton. It gouges into my shin when I'm on the knee scooter. The toe end extends so far out from the end that I'm not sure where I end and it begins. It rubs on the damn incision and makes it bleed. Enough with the pain, already!

Still, I am not dismayed. NO FREAKING WAY. Not for one minute. Not after six long weeks of figuring out how to live a meaningful life on one foot!

My solution? I dispensed with the giant cumbersome shin plate, threw it in the corner, strapped myself back in and promptly set out for the front porch with the walker. As soon as I sat down I began to sob uncontrollably. It was the first time I'd been out on the porch since the evening of May 17th. It's been a long time since I knew such joy. 

With change comes PROGRESS. Bring it on.