9 Months and Counting

On June 27, 2022 I wrote a blog, on the history of my hip and everything that I had gone through up to that point. I had called it: A Painful Journey With No End. Here is a brief recap of that post:

Three years ago I walked into a doctors office(Spring 2020). I was confident that the doctor was going to tell me I needed to have surgery, and I would get it done as soon as possible so I could be back to playing soccer and futsal in no time. Little did I know that it would become a journey that I would have never imagined for myself.

Fast forward a year and one surgery later. I walked into the office again expecting to get the news that I could start playing again. But when the doctor walked in I could tell something was off. He sat down and said: “So hears the deal.” And that’s the moment I felt like I couldn’t breath. He continued on, going in-depth on how severely damaged my hip actually was. And then the words came out: “You can never play soccer or futsal again.” Hearing those words, I was shattered. I was heartbroken. I was angry. I was overwhelmed by my emotions. I walked out of that office devastated. My entire life felt like it was ripped away from me.

Jump to May 31, 2022 and I underwent one of the biggest most difficult surgeries one could go through. My recovery got off to a rocky start. I went from at home physical therapy and at home occupational therapy to normal physical therapy. I went from barely getting out of bed, to using a wheel chair, to walking with a walker, to using crutches, to walking on my own, and now to running. I went from not being able to get out of bed, use the bathroom or get dressed on my own, to fully being self-sufficient. The last nine months have held some of the hardest moments of my life. I look back on it almost daily. The days where I would ball my eyes out, days I was so happy I accomplished something so small, days where I wanted to give up. But I can sit here right now knowing that the hard work is paying off.

A few weeks ago I finally got the news I was working so hard for. My bone has completely healed and I have officially graduated from physical therapy. And not only that, but I can also say that I was given a green light to start working towards playing again. I still have a long way to go before I can officially step on the field/court. But we are getting there! And we are coming back stronger than ever!

So 9 months post op. It seemed like it was impossible to get to where I am today. But I am so grateful and I am so excited to continue to see what God has in store, and what he wants to teach me as the road continues.