|Posted on February 23, 2012 at 8:00 PM|
These last five years I have taken so much pride in the fact that I've learned to slow down; not only to gather my thoughts but also to keep myself physically safe. Well. . . last weekend I didn't quite adhere to my own advice. I found myself rushing through the house, not paying attention to my surroundings and tripped over the dog, falling onto my weakened left side. The good news is, I was miraculously able to break the fall with my challenged left hand which stopped my head from hitting the floor and may have prevented another brain injury. Unfortunately, I fractured my left hand in the process. I'm now casted from my fingers to my forearm for the next three weeks.
Before this happened, I never realized how much I really used my left hand to help me do so many things each day. Things like holding the toothbrush while I put the toothpaste on it, holding papers down while I write or even using it to scratch my right arm. I've had limited feeling on my left arm since the injury, but now I wonder just how limited the feeling is anymore because with this darn cast my arm is itching like crazy!
Because I consider this such a setback, it has been difficult for me to keep a positive attitude. I find myself feeling very frustrated for many different reasons. I've come so far in this recovery and now something like this takes place and I feel defeated. I find myself thinking...Great! What else can go wrong? But, I know I need to be thankful because it could have been so much worse.
I think this might be a wake up call for me to start slowing down. What do you think?