not necessarily in this order

  42 days post-surgery. Crutches and shower stools and scars and swelling. A house I never lived in but somehow own went on the market, got oh so many offers, and hopefully closes on Thursday. A too-soon return to work (leading to a chest cold and exhaustion) and an immediate organizational change and so much stress and feelings. 3 dance competitions that involved a knee scooter, a wheelchair, hotels. tears of joy and sadness from Lil Momma, and way too much takeout. A cold and a pinched sciatic nerve. I thought I'd write more during this time, but I've been stuck. Stuck in a chair, stuck in my head, stuck in this moment. This is a big week: follow-up at the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow where I hopefully get cleared for the next part of this and then  start PT and close on my aunt's house on the same day later in the week.  I'm taking both of those happening on the same day as a sign from the Universe that it's time to start moving on and into what is next.  Wow, tha...

 Hello! It's been a minute... I had all these expectations for what my recovery would be like: I will read all the books! I will watch all the shows! I will write all the letters! I will take up art as a hobby! I will be going out of my head to get back to work! That wasn't my journey - and that's ok! It's been a wild trip so far and I'm figuring out how to navigate this moment and what happens next with grace and an open mind. Day 0 (surgery day):  My surgery was outpatient so I was a bit loopy when the Mr. picked me up. I had this heavy and huge splint on that went up to just below my knee - we were shocked! It wasn't a full cast - the front was open on my shin - but it was so heavy and impacted my balance, which made my first forays into non-weight-bearing (NWB) a trip (in more ways than one, haha!)... I had been given crutches, but they were not much help once we arrived home and I had to get up 4 stairs (SO DAUNTING) to get into the house. My poor dyslexic...