Trying Again
Four months ago I injured myself...badly. Yes, I did something stupid and yes, it has taken me this long to rebound. The past few months I limped when going up and down stairs, limped when walking and was almost always in some sort of pain. I tore ligaments and muscles...not good. Knowing I’m not a “Spring chicken”, I just kept stretching my lower extremities and slowly I am strong enough to move my left leg the way it used to move. In fact, I just rejoined my Tai Chi classes last week. Yet, during the past four months, I’ve stayed busy…mowing, gardening, and tons of weed pulling and transplanting. I simply refused to give in to whatever it was I did. I Googled and AI'd and took a lot of advice from my friend, a retired PT as well as my PCP. However, during the time, trust me when I say I kept myself busy...physically, I knew that healing would just take time...lots of time. I think the hardest part of trying to heal was trying to ...