In a few days I may be granted use of my left leg again. It's been a little over a month and a half since my foot injury and it's surprising how normal getting around on crutches and a knee scooter is starting to feel. It's still no fun, and a total pain in the you-know-what, but thinking about walking again just seems...well, downright odd to me. My sense of balance has accommodated the use of one leg...balancing to brush my teeth, wash the dishes, feed the cat, lock the door...and hopping up and down the stairs has gotten easier and easier. Now, I wonder how long it will take to switch back to two?
It's going to be gradual...a little weight at a time...so I bet my balance will adjust as I go. Just as it did when I was left with no left. But I have to admit...I'm feeling anxious. While, I'm excited that this may all be over soon, I'm also a bit scared to take that first step. I'm purposely filled with so much caution now! I think through every movement before I make it just to keep safety on my side. So, how do you just turn that off?
How exactly do you throw caution to the wind?
I suppose it's time for me to find out. Somewhere in the next few weeks as I slowly add weight back on to my foot I will give "caution" - or at least anything above a sane person's portion of it - a GIANT shove. It's time to stand on my own again. It's time for Never Say Never November...and all that was backlogged in Outgoing October and Daring September. It's time to be positively fearless.
Has anyone experienced this type of moment? What fears did you face and how did you navigate your way through? I would love to hear more about how you found your balance again...in either a physical or emotional way. Comment below or email me with your thoughts.