The past couple of weeks, I've dealt with a black cloud following me around. I've questioned myself many times, and for some reason can't pick myself up from the bootstraps as I normally do. I don't say this to cause any alarm – I say it to show that this is normal.
Things with the cast have gotten me down. I'm tired of hobbling and showering with a trash bag and clunking around. I've also done a really poor job with stress management and sleep these past few weeks, so I'm in re-evaluation mode to see how I can better manage.
I'm meeting with my doctor regularly to monitor progress with sleep, energy, and motivation. I know I have everything I need to succeed, and that one day I'll look back at this dark spot and laugh.
The cast comes off Wednesday, so I'm looking forward to whatever comes next with my ankle. Unfortunately, I'm still in pain, so there are going to be more steps in the process. But at this point, a cast-less leg coupled with some shaving gel and a razor will make me a pretty happy girl.
Thanks for being my flashlight. xoxo