Keep on the sunny side always on the sunny side.

It's been awhile since I've posted on here but things are really started to look up, finally. This past weekend I tried for the first time walking without crutches. It was only around a small cottage, but it was my first free steps!!!!!

Rachel and I cleaned house today and I managed to cook dinner without crutches and did most of the house work with one. I loved all of the cards that I got over the past month and a half but today I needed to take them down. I don't feel like I'm injured any more, I'm now a success story of being injured. It seems like when things want to go wrong, do they go wrong. But when things want to go right, it something that you need to cherish.

The scars are healing very well, they are all different sizes. The first one on the front side of my hip is about 1 inch, the second on the side of my hip is about 1/2 inch and the third on the back side of my hip is just about a bit larger than a piece of corn.

The pain is still there and most days I just push through it, but they are starting to be way more good days than bad days and that's something to be proud of.

The Mountain's only so big

I feel like I'm reaching the summit of the mountain, like soon everything will be an easy downhill slide from here. I've been going out more often, maybe to take Rachel to work or go to the bookstore but every day I try to make one trip outside. It's kind of bittersweet because I can manage to build up enough strength to get out but usually it's only one thing per day before I'm beat. Things are looking up though and starting to take a turn for the better, I can finally take a shower by myself, dress myself, and do simple things around the house. I'm looking forward to next week when I'll be down to one crutch and hopefully there will be fewer restrictions from the doctor.
I've also noticed in the past week and a half that the world really isn't handicap accessible. It really makes it difficult when you're in a store and the aisles are to narrow for crutches, or you're trying to get in a door and it's to heavy to open while you're supporting yourself on your crutches. I guess it takes a mile in their shoes to realize how difficult their life really is.

3 weeks down

It's funny how 3 weeks can feel like 3 months, how one surgery can take an extremely active person and force them to sit on the couch. But I'm getting closer and closer to being off crutches and I have a list as long as my arm on what I want to do when I can walk again. This past weekend (July 4th) was the first time I was out of the house for more than an hour and it felt wonderful. The wife, my sister, and brother in law took me to the Picnic with the Pops, which for living in Bloomington 2 years I've never heard of. It was a lot of fun to get out of the house, listen to some wonderful music, watch the fireworks, spend time with my family, and eat some great BBQ. I wasn't sure how the whole night would go because this was the first long trip out of the house, but it seemed to go ok. At first things were going alright but as the night went on the pain started to get worse and for the next 2 days I paid for it but it was worth it.

I'm starting to put more weight on my hip when I walk, and I took of the strips over my incisions yesterday. Everything seems to be healing well, and of course one day I push it to much and then pay for it the next day. But I've come to terms with the fact that it's a slow process and just want to be able to do some more activities. I have another doctors appointment next friday and another meeting with my physical therapist to see how things are progressing and when I'm allowed to return to work. Until then I'll continue to count my blessings and take it one day at a time.