Welcome to my world, one year after my kickboxing injury that started this journey. A journey of pain, PT, a completely new and reconstructed ankle, and everything since then to get back to "normal." Yes ladies and gentlemen, it has now been ONE WHOLE YEAR this week since I got injured in kickboxing class. One year since the night that I tore my tendon. One year since a tumor (which I didn't know about at the time) had eaten away at my tendon so much that a hard blow to the heavy bag caused the tendon to begin tearing, causing an incredible amount of pain. So much pain that I could hardly walk and drive the next day, and for several days following until my supervisor finally suggested (what I did already know) that I should go to the doctor. One year of something being wrong. ONE YEAR OF ACTIVITY RESTRICTIONS - ONE YEAR OF LIMITED TO NO ACTIVITY. That's kind of a big deal, especially for me.
Yes folks, one year ago little did I know that I was embarking on one of the most difficult and legnthy journeys of my life, which continues to this day (and probably at least six more months into the future). I've learned a lot since then - a lot about myself and my body, about the medical and insurance world, about my family and friends, about ankles and tendons, and about pain and my limits. If I didn't know before, I know what I'm made of: some of the toughest stuff around! :) Too bad my ankle wasn't made of the same stuff... And I'm surrounded by some of the best people around! I am incredibly blessed!
Just like one of my favorite social workers would say, this experience is now woven into the tapestry that is me. It's changed me, and the experience and its lessons, feelings, and memories will be with me for forever. And I can live with that. Each thing that gets woven into our tapestry is there for a reason, and truthfully, I wouldn't change my tapestry if I could. Would you?
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