I just wanted to thank you all for all of your sweet comments on my post yesterday. You were all so sweet and I can’t thank you enough for all of your lovely comments and Tweets about my post.
Today, I wanted to talk to you about the flip side of my post yesterday. I felt inspired to write this post to share with you all after reading this post by my friend, Molly. I know this may seem kind of ironic after yesterday’s post on positivity, but I always want to be as transparent as possible on here. Everyone has their ups and downs when dealing with an injury and I am no different. It’s easy for me to get on here and tell you to embrace the change and be open to new experiences, which I do truly believe, but it’s not fair to only show the “everything is peachy keen” side of the story, so here’s the uglier side of things. Let’s dig into it.
Yesterday, I threw myself a pity party. Not a full out two year old throw myself on the floor kicking my feet and screaming sort of situation, but tears were shed and some “why me’s” were mumbled. I’m going to be really honest with you here, so get ready. I’m getting really sick of dealing with it all. There… I said it. The constant doctors’ appointments, tests, medicine, blah blah blah. It seems to honestly never end. Now don’t get me wrong, I think my doctor, PT and PTA are all awesome and I am so appreciative for their time, attention and hard work. That’s not the point though. I’m just sick of not being able to go about living life as normal and it really got to me last night.
Now to be fair, there’s been some other less than awesome things that I’m sure aren’t helping the situation either, but that’s not the point. My point is that even if you have a positive outlook on your injury rehabilitation situation, like the one I think I’ve been doing a pretty darn good job maintaining throughout this process, you’re still going to have your moments of doubt where everything catches up to you and you start to doubt yourself and your recovery. But do you want to know a secret? That’s completely normal and part of the process too, so don’t beat yourself up over it.
So what if you throw yourself a little bit of a pity party and your friends walk in on you looking like a mess, eating a box cookies sitting in the bathtub. Who cares! As long as you eventually pick yourself up out of that bathtub, dust the cookie crumbs off yourself and make the decision to keep trucking along, you’re doing a-okay in my book!
Basically this has all just been a really long winded way of saying, you’ll have your ups and downs when dealing with injury rehabilitation and that’s completely normal. Just don’t let the tears and two year old temper tantrums take over for too long, and you’ll be just fine! Rehabbing is no joke, but you’re a tough cookie, so you can handle it!
Linking up to Running with Spoons.