May 6, 2015
I used to say that “the light at the end of the tunnel may be an oncoming train”, but in this instance it is the light.
Had I not ruptured my Achilles tendon, I could and would have lived with the chronic tendonitis and bone spurs. This has been the most painful recovery from a surgery, that was a painful surgery to begin with. I never want to go through something like this again.
Unless you have someone who can be with you around the clock, this experience would have been impossible for me to survive. Dennis did EVERYTHING for me because I couldn’t do for myself. The first two weeks I was drugged to the hilt and he was helping me with things one takes for granted. In addition to all my needs being met, he ran the household, doing everything for Jenni, and kept everyone cared for. He is my hero and Angel. I had issues with the entire ordeal because of my age, but he dealt with a lot and he’s ten years older than me….. so it’s been stressful physically on him as well. I hope he knows how grateful I am for all that he has done.
Living through a month and a half of being isolated physically from ‘life’, this experience lets you see things in a different light -and you come to know who cares about you and who your friends truly are.
Now, on to the next chapter: starting to walk tomorrow. Another two weeks and the long journey of physical therapy will begin. I’m ready to be back!