Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Laughter is the best medicine....

Soooooo yeah I'm 22 and my mother has to help me shower. It's like I'm an infant again. Laughter is the best medicine sooooooo here goes. 

Not the most flattering picture of me, but we definitely have to find the humor in all of this. 

I know my body is healing every day, though I'm still working on pain management. I'm keeping my head up because I know every day I get closer to being off crutches, showering on my own, taking a walk with Ryne, going to my friends weddings (Brett and Lindy), finishing school, and walking down the aisle of my own wedding one day. 

Everything I do for the next 8-12 months will set me up for success in the future. It's a long road, but one totally worth taking. 

Thank you to all my friends and family who have been supportive and keeping up with my recovery. I really appreciate you all! 

(P.S. If anyone sees me slacking, please slap me and get my ass back into gear.)

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