A Dark Day

Today has probably been the worst day of recovery for me.

All the worries and pain of the not only the past two months, but this whole year, finally caught up with me and broke through the smiling mask I'd been putting on the face of things.

Despite the last stitch coming put, I feel so far away from my goal of being able to walk unaided by Christmas. My short term goal was to attend my friends wedding at the end of this month using only one crutch, now I'm just going to settle for getting on/off the coach and up a flight of stairs with dignity.

With the support of my family, friends and boyfriend, I will go to bed tonight more optimistic that things will be better tomorrow...