... because sometimes things just suck.As the saga has progressed through the years, I have turned to lots of online forums about pelvic floor dysfunction, labral tears and hip dysplasia to help me figure out exactly what I was getting myself into with all these treatment options. In doing so, I came across so many gut wrenching stories from girls across the country who really struggled in their journeys--even after surgical correction and rehab. In fact, it was these very stories that inspired me to write this blog. Even if my words could help just one girl to not suffer the emotional scarring that so many others have experienced, it would all be worth it. With that being said, I know that a lot of my posts have been all rainbows and puppy dogs... but you and I both know that this has been no walk in the park. But it's not that all this positivity has been fake either. It's been very real. It's just that some days, it takes a lot more work. Sometimes impossibly more work. Putting a smile on your face every day can be absolutely exhausting. So much of my life--of what makes me who I am--has been taken away from me (albeit temporarily of course). And it's devastating. However, I have been afraid to let myself acknowledge this loss because what good would feeling sorry for myself do? I thought that if I were to give into this sadness, it would make me weak and somehow unfit to bear the burden of this process. But let me tell you something, the greatest thing I've learned is that it's ok to not be so strong all the time. I think it's important to let yourself feel the very real loss of the life you are used to living. Scream. Cry. Throw something. Give yourself that space and do it as often as you need, but put your brave face back on when you're ready to resume the fight because this is, in fact, only temporary. The inevitable question we all ask
Going through a clinical doctorate with all of these health issues has been a challenge in and of itself, one that I initially saw as some cruel and unfair twist of fate. But now, I can't help but think that perhaps this timing was actually quite beautiful and necessary. It was simply meant to be.
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