“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
Picture this: An abnormally skinny, weak, pale girl walking down the street.
An abnormally skinny, weak, pale, greasy hair girl wearing pajama pants, house shoes, and a robe walking very slowly down the road.
Laughing? I still am.
It’s amazing what 2 months of bed rest can drive you to do!
After one month, I was finally strong enough to walk up and down the stairs. This may seem like a small feat, but after 30 days of being confined to a bedroom, a hallway, and a bathroom, this brought immense joy to my drab routine. Being able to go downstairs opened up a whole new world for me. It allowed me to eat dinner and watch TV with my family. Well, let me clarify, I was able to do these things while standing next to my family since I was still unable to sit down. So while my family ate dinner, I would stand at the high counter and eat. The same went for TV. I could lean against the arm rest of the couch, but standing was more comfortable.
When I went back to see Dr. Davito for a two month checkup, he finally cleared me to start building up my activity level. I also got to leave with a copy of my x-rays after I got the nerve up to ask the doctor for a copy. He was so kind about it and happily burned the pictures onto a CD for me. I mean, let’s just be honest… my x-rays are pretty cool.
The first night I was released, I went to the Dacula High School Basketball game. I can still remember how nervous I was for everyone to see me for the first time. When my team saw me, they gathered around me and it was so nice to be surrounded my friends again. I can also remember how everyone thought it was so crazy that I grew two inches since the last time they had seen me. Words truly cannot describe that moment.
Finally, 3 months passed and I was able to work my way back into school. I actually was very happy to go back since I had missed three months of my senior year. When I did return, I had to sit on pillows to add some padding to the plastic desk chairs. Surgery did have its perks though; I got to use the elevator to my classes and I never had to carry any books.
It took me about 4 months to get back to normal. To this day, I do not know how I stayed in bed for all those months, but I guess you can do many things your mind doesn’t think are possible.
The doctors required me to gain weight before my surgery. I was able to gain about 15 pounds (talk about fun – all the dessert a girl could want!) After surgery, I got down to about 100 pounds. You can tell how skinny I was in this picture.