Half summer, half Autumn (kind of), October was weird weather-wise. Otherwise, other than working, I partied like an old person (read: I sat on the couch the entire time) at a three-year-old’s birthday party. I tried to notice little things that make me happy as the days flew by. I tried to take breaks from the (bad) news.
Rev, rest, recoup, repeat.
The 31 days flew by, though (just me?).
Time to pause and take a look back at the month just passed as it comes to an end.
A year ago, at this very moment, I could still say I had never broken a bone. By 7 p.m. or so that same night, I could no longer say the same.
It’s been almost 9.5 months since I fell down, went boom, broke wrist. The journey back to the rink began today when I purchased my new pair of roller skates.
It’s Thursday! It’s time to share some doors! What did I capture this week? Let’s find out.
Today is the 8-week Injur-versary from when I fell down, go boom at the roller rink. As you may remember (bear with me — I’m telling the newbies!), I fractured my distal radius and was in a hard, yet removable-after-4-weeks cast for 6 weeks, then a soft brace when I worked and slept until this past weekend. What a strange, weird, interesting experience this has been. I know I still have weeks to go until I have full use of my left extremity again, but I think 8 weeks is a good time to look back at Bone Break 2017.
It’s Thursday! It’s time to share some doors!
