Day of paoIt seems almost a bit surreal to even say that this day has come. It has been a long road and the hope of this being the final piece of the puzzle and the answer to all my prayers is a lot to take in. I can't help but think back to the day I found out that the first surgery had failed. My heart was broken and I was completely devastated. Being in PT school, I knew far too well the impact rehabilitating from PAO was going to have on my life and... I was scared. I wasn't scared of the pain or anything like that. I was afraid of lost time. I had already spent 2 years of my life either extremely modifying my lifestyle in preparation for surgery... or recovering from surgery itself. I am a yoga instructor, an avid skier and runner. I love to hike and climb and explore this beautiful state that I call home. All of these things are what truly make me who I am, and for the past 2 years, I've been struggling to reinvent myself to fill the gaping hole that was now in my life.
As cheesy as it sounds, I really do believe that sometimes you don't truly know who you are until you have lost yourself. This roller coaster ride has offered me countless opportunities for self reflection and growth, and I know that I am only stronger for having experienced it. As I enter this next battle, I do so knowing that this time next year, I am going to be better, faster & stronger than I was when any of these pictures were taken--and I am SO READY.
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