Is that even a word? Don’t think so. Unterrified. But it’s the best description.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .Unterrified!
Two hip replacements. Two knee replacements. Three out of four went well. But the one knee. Not so great. Repeated doctor visits. Second and third opinions. Physical therapy upon physical therapy. To no avail. I appear to be among the five percent. Surgery wasn’t all that successful.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .this is it. . .terrified.
Terrified of chronic pain. Terrified of not walking right. Terrified of stairs without a railing. Terrified of never being “normal” And oh so terrified of curbs without a hand to hold. Until I found Julie.
OMG. ..In So Many Ways. . .Julie
God leads us. That little nudge. Give her a call. Give her a try. Yes, you’ve tried others. One more. Who knows? Could be the one to unterrify.
Nine months. Strengthening. Stretching. Challenging. Relearning. Building confidence.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .becoming unterrified.
And then came yesterday. Strategies for stepping up a curb. First a yoga step. Then a real curb. Just the step up. Then walking in stride. Up. And again up. Walking - step up. And again and again. I did it! Holy Cow! I did it. Something I’ve done all my life. But I had forgotten how.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .unterrified.
Who cares if it’s not a word. That’s what I am. Unterrified. Do you know what I mean?
Plowing through the scary stuff? Until you notice you’ve made it through the dark tunnel? With someone by your side? Someone God had in mind. There’s light. There’s hope, after all. Thanking God for the nudge
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . . unterrified. . . and very grateful.
Love the photos and the messages! You are doing a great job!