Consistency what a concept.

One of these days I hope to become consistent at this.

I have never been good at journaling, but I'm told that it's a good thing to do.

What strikes me to write today?  It's been 2 months since my life changing event.

What's that?

I got hit by a car while riding my motorcycle.  Shattered right tibia and fibula about an inch above my ankle. I cracked my right scapula, and did something to my right rotator cuff.  So being right side dominant, pretty screwed.  I was wearing long pants, cowboy boots, and a helmet.  I am alive and I didn't loose the foot.  Think hard about that folks, what you wear when you get on that bike matters.  A LOT!

Two months of non-weight bearing on my right leg.  One month of non-weight bearing on my right arm.  I'm somewhat using my right arm again.  I'm working to rehab the shoulder with my physical therapy bands and light weights (<= 10 pounds) at the gym.  My rehab plan is with my orthopedic specialists blessing, of course.  All I can say is trying to heal bones, muscles, tendons, and ligaments at 52 sucks.  But it's way better than the alternative.

The hardest challenge in all of this is the dependancy.  It's amazing what you take for granted until you're stuck in a wheelchair or hospital bed and can't walk, climb stairs, dress yourself properly, and need help showering and other private activities.  It's humiliating and leaves you feeling like a burden to everyone who depends on you to do for them.

My wife, God bless her, has helped me and taken care of me.  She gets upset when I try to do things for myself.  I wish I could express myself better to her.  It's not that I don't appreciate her help.  I do.  I love her dearly.  I just want to establish some normalcy of self reliance again.  I need to know that I "can do".  Being able to tend to something myself beats back the mental frustration of all the things I'm limited in doing.

My wish is at my next visit to the ortho, my shoulder will be well enough that I can graduate from the chair to crutches or one of those scooter things that you put your knee/leg on.

That would get me significantly more mobility.  I'd really like to hear him say I can start putting some weight on my foot.  I really doubt that will be the case though.

Enough of that stuff though, life goes on, and that is good.

That's it for my ramblings tonight.  Maybe I'll think of something to write sooner next time.