Square Peg ● Round Hole







Day 6 of my recovery and I wouldn’t say it has been all smooth sailing.    Of course, there are bumps in the road, emotional breakdowns, and a complete embrace of a shower chair (long story).   With that being said, I am navigating the recovery process with as much patience as possible.

Like a convict on home incarceration, I am home bound for the next two weeks.   So funny, that we all wish for a break in the busyness of life, but when it is delivered, we seem to have conditions.    I have found comfort in my new shower chair, which I will say right now, may be a regular accessory.  Who doesn’t want to sit and shower?  That just takes the experience to a whole new level.  Lazy meets good hygiene.

I am wildly aware of my imperfections while coveting this much downtime.   They are bright and taunt me as I try to maintain a level of balance.    My to-do list is a mix of exercises for my knee sprinkled with work related items.  I am easily bored and can whine like an spoiled toddler.    I am tired and warrant frequent naps.

Recovering is exhausting as it an emotional, physical, and a spiritual journey.  All three elements much be utilized in order to heal.    I always imagined that I would be this model patient full of rainbows and sunshine, but what I have found is that I am human.   Bitchy, moody, and sometimes certifiable, I am who I am.  The only thing I can do is embrace my humanness.