So they say!! And for years this has been my mantra. But now I fear it’s as elusive as a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Does it ever end? Will it end after the 9th surgery I’ve had, or will it take the 10th?
Can I really be raising my hopes like that, only for dreams to be crushed yet again? Because it’s all consuming and devastating when you realize your body is useless, while your brain is firing on all cylinders.
Perhaps instead of chasing (Pain free) I should be looking at as little pain and immobility as possible. Pain that can be managed, activities done but with adjustments. Thinking more realistically and with common sense, than whimsical dreams and fairy wishes. Because for me working as hard as I can to walk unaided, and still not getting results can really put you in a negative head space, which makes you feel inadequate, a failure somehow.
I’ve lost all of my 30’s chasing this dream. I’m now 41, I don’t want another decade of it. I guess seeing the surgeon can help in March, maybe get some answers, some plan of action. Maybe there’s a silver lining to focus on, in some ways I’m am better than before the Arthroscopy surgery, I walk better for sure, it’s just not a stable joint. However I’m eager to see if this could be changed with physio, is it something I’m causing myself. So many things to ask, I’m looking forward to seeing surgeon to ask.