This summer was very rough. I tripped and fell on the sidewalk in June, and had two months flat out and in pain. Turned out I herniated my L3-L4 and I ended up with an injection that eventually quieted it down.
I'm still not as I was. My body is a little like a house of cards, neck/back/heart -wise, but I cope with lots of maintenance support!
Yesterday, as I walked out of the hardware store, the mat was bucked up and I tripped (AGAIN!!) but did not fall. I did one of those recoveries. When I stopped, a boy scout smiled and said, "do you want to buy some caramel corn"? My life had virtually flashed before my eyes, reminding me of the nightmare that I had just emerged from. I said no thanks and went back to give the store manager some "valuable insight". She had witnessed the stumble and recovery. She hadn't witnessed the 3 months of post-fall hell.
This week-end, my husband and I finally completed clearing out the garage (this involved me pointing and doing the puzzle/logistics, and him lifting, moving and heaving all the stuff). I got to be bossy without him minding. We FINALLY got the 2 cars in the garage! Halleluliah!!! Now, I am committed to sorting one of the 20 or so boxes per day...so soon, they should be gone. (Happy sigh). Of course, today I'm very sore, need to see my osteopath and all of that, but this feels GREAT!
I got up today, Sunday morning and went to the store to buy cat food. I got decaf soy coffee on the way. As I walked in the store at 9:30am or so, I realized how NORMAL I felt. No heart pain, no worry, no anything. Just. ... NORMAL! I smiled within and to others. I was transported back 20 years. That feels phenomenal ~ I wish that for you all, even if for a short while.