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Major update

My post-surgery progress is going just as it should. I am nearly three weeks post pelvic reconstruction surgery. My surgeon used six titanium screws and a plate to bring the two sides of my pubis back together. During childbirth more than seven months ago I separated my pelvis, later diagnosed as diastasis symphysis pubis. At … Continue reading

Ready in mind

I feel like I could run laps. SERIOUSLY! I haven’t felt this good, physically, since probably the first week of 2012. I’m getting stronger. I didn’t take any pain medication today. This is amazing. But I can’t use my legs for another 80 days or so. My challenge now becomes getting comfortable with Blue Sunshine … Continue reading

Phase 2 progress

For the first time since surgery, I felt good all day. A week ago today, I had surgery to repair my separated pelvis. There is a metal plate across the top of my symphysis pubis and six locking screws holding it in place. The day started with a phone call to a very dear friend … Continue reading

“I’m proud of you”

This time last week, I was just waking up from pelvic reconstruction surgery. As my diastasis sypmhysis pubis has spent a week healing I have been healing in other ways, too. My mom arrived on Sunday. She has been a huge support for me while we are home without my guys. She made today epic. … Continue reading

Introducing Blue Sunshine

I have decided to call my wheelchair Blue Sunshine. The seat and back are blue leather, but I chose Blue Sunshine because it reflects my current state and my hope for the future. I am more blue than I expected to be about how tired, sore and slow I am. But I am gaining hope … Continue reading

“FALL RISK”

I have decided three things since I got home from the hospital after surgery to repair my separated pelvis: I will leave my yellow FALL RISK bracelet on until I am “healed.” When I look at it, I am reminded to take it slowly and easily. As soon as I can, I will run as … Continue reading

Transferable skills

Today I learned how to transfer myself from the bed to a wheelchair using a long, skinny plastic board as a bridge. I did this three times successfully, with very little help actually. But it was exhausting. For 12 weeks my pelvis can not carry any weight at all. Those 12 weeks will give the … Continue reading

No more stairs.

Leaving for work this morning I made my last trip down those 27 stairs. I stopped to snap a picture at the end of the first batch (14). Before I turned for the cement, I spat on the bottom stair. GOOD RIDDANCE! Those stairs tested me daily, often determining how could my day had the … Continue reading

Some time to think

Some time to think

I am so glad my little guy is such as good listener. He LOVES when we talk to him, read to him, make goofy noises at him. You’d think doing it all the time would make it less exciting, but that is not the case at all. Today he became a 7-month-old. A bittersweet milestone … Continue reading