Yes, it has been one full year since surgery and I am a walking medical miracle! Seriously, from barely being able to stand for 5 minutes and considering putting a down payment on a scooter chair to walking 3 miles in a day...that is TRULY a miracle!
When I got up this morning I reminded my boyfriend, Clay, of where we were one year ago at 6:30 am, and that was me in pre-op, getting ready to go under for surgery. He congratulated me on my whole recovery and told me how proud he is of me! The fact that he stuck with me through the entire process shows what great character Clay has and I (still) appreciate his daily ministrations that include making and bringing me coffee and breakfast in the morning and walking the dog when I am too tired or busy.
My family has provided superior moral support through the entire time, as well, and I want to thank them, too! Through thick and thin, we are a family of survivors...from broken backs to cancer...ain't nothin' gonna bring us down!
