2. Speaking of PT, last night was hopefully my final appointment. I might go back in a few weeks just to check in if anything starts bothering me, but without a lot of fanfare, it's over. I'm not completely healed, but the last two weeks have brought huge breakthroughs over and over, and only now that I'm on the other side do I realize how bad it really was, and for so long. From the day in March when everything fell apart until about 2 weeks ago, I was in constant and relatively severe pain, all day, every day. I got to the point several times where I told the poet that if it didn't start getting better, I wasn't completely sure that I could continue to handle living this way. I know that chronic pain sufferers go through this and worse, but I now have an unpleasant and all-too-sharp understanding of what that tastes like. Being injured and being unable to run is one thing, but it stopped being about not able to run when I couldn't stand, or walk, or lay down. People have been commenting the past week or so about how cheery I am, and while we've had some great changes happen in our lives recently, I think a lot of it is largely due to the fact that I can now go hours and sometimes even days pain-free. I'm still working on getting and staying strong in the right places, and I might always have minor twinges. But I've healed to the point where I can look back and realize, I was in hell, I was constantly in the darkness, all that time. Now I'm on the other side.
3. And continuing in the "things that make me happy" theme, I'm headed up to NYC this weekend for a fabulous girly weekend of
What are your plans for the weekend? Do they involve a pole like mine?