My goal has been to try and start my writing with positive events in my life. Even though I just want to let loose and get the negative stuff off my chest, I will withhold. Currently, I am still in Maine and it is beautiful here. Rather than waking up to traffic rushing by on the street outside, the first thing I hear in the morning is the birds or the wind. Peace and quiet is something I have truly learned to enjoy in the recent months. Yesterday I was sitting on the end of the dock and all I could hear were the waves lapping the shore. A-Mazing.

After a few very rainy days, dad and I welcomed my aunt and two cousins up for a couple days. Most people would say that having company is “stressful” but since being laid up and all I have also learned to value time with family and friends. Having Theresa, Jen and Adam visit gave me another chance to let go and just be. There wasn’t time for me to sit and worry about the hurt. I was on such a giddy high yesterday that I went freeboarding behind my parent’s boat. I’m not going to lie, I was a little hesitant at first but once I was physically doing it….oh man. That was the most physical activity I have had in almost 6 months. You know that good kind of sore feeling you get after an amazing workout? That’s how my upper body feels this morning. Looove it.

I am sure you have guessed by now that my upper body isn’t the only thing hurting. So yes, it continues to be the same.old.story. After a week of not knowing what was going on with my right leg, I got a phone call from Dr. Paley himself. That alone was reassuring. He looked at the x-rays and found no evidence of fracture or broken pins. But he could not explain why I am still having so much pain. In his words the right leg is “almost” healed. In DP terms I feel like “almost” is very ambiguous. He did not see a bone graft being necessary which, I guess, is a good thing. So we are just planning on heading south in about a month for the big removal. That will be the day that I literally scream, at the top of my lungs, out of pure excitement.

This morning, however, you guessed it again, the pain has gotten even worse. Back on crutches and frustrated more than ever. Everyone is insisting the we make the trek to FL to ensure that everything is ok. I get the feeling that we will get all the way down there and they will find nothing. As much as I cannot stand to get near any painkiller, I think that is what it is going to come down to. For now, I just plan to tell myself “You can do it” all day, every day. Then, if I get through this, I can do ANYTHING 🙂

Thank you for taking the time to follow my journey. In the past two weeks I have had people from as far away as Australia and Africa reading my posts. It gives me even more of a reason to keep on writing.

I almost forgot! No more cast on the left leg! Yayyy ;)))))

Love and lots of sunshine.