It’s been a while since we have spoken.
It’s been a while since we have seen each others face.
The days have been long
The nights have been longer
I have been filled with pain, sorrow, and despair.
I did not think that I would ever see the sun again.
Today, the sun rose high in the sky.
I felt the warmth on my face,
the hope that flooded my soul.
I know that I can be happy again.
I know that I can be whole again.
I am happy to say that I will be returning to work this week. I will be going back on desk duty, and I can’t say how happy and appreciative I am of that. It will be another few weeks before I will be able to be back to my 100% running up and down the halls, patient caring, baby washing self again. I’ll take this as another step in the right direction.
I am working with my therapist on driving again. It’s a long process, but I know that I can do it. I am having to rely on my parents for rides to and from DE to work, but I know it’s temporary and it will all work out. I am still not able to return home yet, soon.
I wish I could say this nightmare is over, but I can’t. I will continue to keep my head up, thinking positive and pushing forward.
I am walking with a cane for now. I will need to wear a full leg compression hose for months to come to deal with swelling issues from the trauma my leg endured.
I think that that is a small price to pay for all that had happend to me and what my body and mind had been through.
One day at a time. One hour at a time. One minute at a time. I will do what it takes to get my life back and take back what was taken from me.
I call this a win.