Update

After all the waiting, preparations, anxious days, a bit of pain and a few odd experiences, my surgery is over. Done, behind me, and a part of the past.

I am recuperating well, just trying to get my strength built back. This will be accomplished with time and some effort on my part. I am still suffering some “after surgery” effects, but for the most part I believe it was a successful journey. The on-going process of all this is my attempt to strengthen and maintain the health of all those damaged muscles. That’s means a regime of specific exercises for the rest of my lifetime. Physical and mental.

Lecture to myself that I want to share:

I believe deeply in the power of the mind. When bad things loom on the horizon our fear can stifle our abilities to confront them if we let it. But, there is something about human nature that gives us that needed determination to meet them head on, to go through what we must. It’s called survival I guess.

Survival is never easy, it’s just necessary. The option is to give up but that does not necessarily mean we get the instant gratification of death, God just doesn’t work that way. So, giving up will most likely only bring us a life of defeat and misery. Even with the pain of survival we at least know that we’re doing everything possible to make it all right again. The rest really is up to God.

The process of restoration continues:

I have been told I must wait at least 6 weeks before I can have the next surgery, even though it will be a minor one. My body needs at least that amount of time before I put it through the rigors of the next hurdle. For now, I must work hard to give myself what I need……to get the past behind me as quickly as possible to rebuild towards and for the future. Since I will not settle for the option of giving up, survival is the answer.

Survival in the best way possible…. A walk in the sunshine sounds like a good way to start.