Yesterday, exactly 20 weeks after foot surgery, I graduated physical therapy.
To celebrate, I made a batch of my favorite grain-free, dairy-free chocolate chip cookies.
I actually loved PT, and will miss it, but I know I now have all the tools and exercises I need in my arsenal to stay healthy and get strong.
My advice to anyone contemplating (or more likely, dreading) any kind of surgery you might need: do it. I limped around on my bad foot, in terrible pain, for almost a year. I struggled. I cried. Still, I denied it… until I couldn’t any longer.
The road to recovery is long, and can be brutal at times, but a life without pain is worth every minute it takes.
