Today was a day of twisting and making circles with the broken ankle. The Physiotherapist, a good friend came home and did the first session. It was painful then, loosened up the tight muscles etc but left me in pain seeking a pain killer.
The world outside seems distant from where I stand resting one full foot and toes of the broken. How many days till I venture out again?
There are times you get tired of waiting for normalcy. But, if you think about it some days from now it will be a survival story to be proud of. Sometimes the bravest thing to do is wait, have trust that you are getting there.. How much ever static it seems there is momentum always.
The break, the night in icu, the release, the pain everything is moving.
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