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My Injuries and Chronic Pain Have Taught Me to Listen
Healing through the uncertainty
There have only been two moments in my life where I’ve felt like this; humbled by my physical limitations and forced to quit the things I love.
I’m taking it better this time than I did in my early twenties.
Back then, it was long distance running I had to give up — the thing I swore I couldn’t live without. My knees were too damaged to continue, and I had to give them a break from all the wear and tear.
This time, it’s yoga, walking, and just living my day like a normal person. I had surgery a few weeks ago, and it could take anywhere from four to six months to reach a full recovery.
So, that’s something to look forward to.
I try to focus on the positives, because that’s what you’re supposed to do.
People don’t have the time or energy to hear how I’m actually feeling when they ask, and that’s okay.
I’m an anomaly to the doctors, and even to myself some days; it’s hard to capture how I’m feeling in just a few words.
The surgery was supposed to fix what had been broken for the past eight months, but in some ways, things have only worsened.
