The other day I gave my partner a romantic passionate kiss and she told me I love you very much. My response was I know, I love myself very much.
This was quite a revelation for myself, because for the longest time I didn't like or love myself.
A year ago in January I fell on the ice and broke my right ankle and surgery was required. After a couple of weeks with a cast and crutches I wanted to go back to work. LIttle did I know it would be 8 weeks off work and another 5 weeks on modified duties before back to work full time.
It was a pretty severe injury, however, I keep on telling myself it could have been worse. It could have been worse.
Looking back on it, it was a positive experience, I had an excellent WCB case worker who eased my navigation through the system.
I decided to make my recovery public by reporting on it every day via social meda. Each day whether it was good, bad or ugly it was chronicled. I had many comments from all my friends and one day when I didn't post friends would comment about that.
There were only 2 real ugly days when I hit the wall and was very low. Both days within an hour of posting friends and family called offering support. The first call was Larry my funky lawyer.
A couple of weeks ago I went for a post surgery follow up with WCB. My ankle has completely healed except for the permanent scar and some changes in range of motion.
I keep on telling myself it could have been worse. It could have been worse because of the way I dealt with it. The old Andrew would have wallowed in self pity and asked myself why me. Instead I accepted and embraced it like I am doing with my life now.
It's not what happens to you, it is what you do about it.
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