This morning was a little rough, not going to lie. Last night I skyped four of my best friends in Charleston. It was so good to see and talk to them. But when I woke up this morning my heart hurt. I miss Charleston and all my friends there SO much. As much as I tried not to let it get me down, I couldn’t help it.
|Thank goodness for pictures 🙂|
So today was the first day of lengthening. Pardon my french but it hurt like a bitch. Not to mention the fact that I didn’t have a wrench so I couldn’t even turn some of the struts. Raawr so frustrating. To top it all off, I had to go to physical therapy shortly after. My left leg was throbbing just from that small bit of lengthening. Something told me that this visit, even though it was only my second, was not going to be fun. The clicking in my right leg has not gone away. If anything it happens more often. I am thankful that it is more annoying than painful. Popping two tylenol before I rode in style to my appointment was a smart idea. My personal driver Piedro pulled up in front of the Homewood Suites in a wheelchair accessible van to bring me to my appointment, which didn’t turn out to be so bad.
Right now, all I can do is flow with what is. Even if the present moment is painful, foggy, boring, uncomfortable; it is all I have and letting go is ultimately all we can do. I will be more uncomfortable spending energy wishing it wasn’t that way than to just let it go. Most importantly I must save my energy for the long road of recovery. (*Our words*)