Everything was ready. Another therapist would be seeing my clients. My surgeon was confident. I was excited that I would be walking within two to four weeks without limping or pain in the knee. On May 25, 2012 my life changed. Rather than a simple meniscus repair my “hoffa pad” had to be trimmed down due to impingement. I was one of the few who had nerve disruption and an increase in swelling due to my body’s reaction to the anti-inflammatory. I had lost control of my days and life. This has been a long year of physical therapy, acupressure, stretching and icing. Sometimes I managed this ordeal with grace. Other times I slipped into discouragement. But quitting was not an option.
I am connected to a fun group of counselors from across the US and Canada. I was recently discussing things that are now obsolete in this decade. Items such as the yellow pages, encyclopedia, landlines, wires, film cameras, the time lady, 35 mm film, and floppy drives have been replaced by newer and better versions or technology. There was some grief over the time lady, but I believe this was pure nostalgia.
It was a refreshing moment when I overheard my 18 year old daughter saying, “My motto is, keep your mind open and your morals set.” I immediately tuned into this discussion of beliefs that these two young ladies had about themselves and their behaviors towards others. For example they would not judge others for doing things they personally have decided not to do.