1 year post -op…. what a year it has been. I am writing this from a cabin in a cruise ship coming home from a few days in the Bahamas. Last year I was in Georgia with an ice storm of epic proportions that had shut down the hospital, post-poned my surgery by 2 days and had me so afraid that I wasn’t going to get this surgery that I dared to hope would change my situation. (In a funny addition to this story as we try to get home it is snowing in Chicago and our flight from Florida was canceled so we are being rerouted via Miami…. I think next year I’ll just stay home this week- our travel and weather luck seems to be bad!)
Today: I just had a fantastic vacation with my husband, full of walking, scuba diving, and riding a scooter around Nassau for hours on end, not to mention balancing on a cruise ship in kitten heels! The contrast doesn’t escape me, trust me! This time last year I could barely hold my own weight to walk for more than a short distance, this week I walked 2 miles to meet our dive master and head out on a two tank scuba dive. (90 minutes of diving) It was AMAZING. The dive was painless…. I not a care in the world while I was underwater, the dive shop helped me put my gear on while on a boat platform so I didn’t have to walk with my gear on, and SPLASH… into the water I went. It was just Ben and I and the dive master – an amazing experience… we were down at about 50 feet for 45 minutes and saw all kinds of cool fish, lobster, a sting ray that was sound asleep… it was beautiful.