or, climbing anyway when my physical therapist says I shouldn’t but I decide that I know better I am losing track of the time I […]
Crocheting through it
Where thought becomes stitches At the end of January I read a memoir titled 50 Miles by Sheryl St. Germain, who was the director of […]
When walking is working out
And, surprisingly, what ends up being a meditation on Easter I have begun a new phase in my injury experience: walking on my own two […]
Speaking of molting
Watching the skin fall off of my entire leg, ankle, and foot as they heal, and as the puckered incision transforms to a smooth, thin, […]
Slow but steady
5 weeks post-injury, 4 weeks post-surgery… I still spend an inordinate amount of time sitting on the couch, occasionally crutching back and forth the first […]