a gratitude reflection

This week, my doctor told me that I can slowly transition from walking with my boot, to walking on my own. It was the most wonderful Valentine’s present I have ever received. Two weeks before Christmas, I fell getting off a bus and broke my ankle. A week after the break, I had surgery on my ankle where two screws were put in my ankle to keep my risk of developing arthritis low. I spent six weeks post surgery living on my mom’s couch where she did everything for me: cooking for me, helping me bathe,  getting me to and from work. For two weeks now, I’ve been living on my own and slowly adjusting to some independence. It’s amazing and I certainly missed it, and soon I’ll be back to walking without any aid at all!

The whole situation has been really overwhelming. I had never had surgery before this (besides dental). I had never broken a bone before. I hadn’t lived with my mom basically since high school. Everything changed for me, and knowing myself it was hard to keep a positive attitude. However, I tried my hardest. I’m grateful that I had a job that gave me great health insurance and understanding bosses. I’m grateful for my amazing friends who sent me aid from near and far. I’m grateful for my dad for going to every doctor’s appointment with me so far. And I’m so grateful to my mom. She did everything for me for a month and a half, and I can’t really thank her enough for what she did.

In spite of the hardships of the past few months, I’m trying hard to be grateful. To focus on the good instead of the bad; frankly, I’ve got it very good. After all, I’ll be walking all on my own soon!

Here's me rocking the boot at Galentine's last night with my friends. It was a great fashion statement, but I cannot wait to be able to wear matching shoes again!