One Year Ago....

Well there's just nothing to a year is there? One year ago today I began my bionic journey with two brand new knees. It's been a heck of trip and I have never been so challenged nor struggled so much. The struggle has been both physical and mental. Physically trying to get both knees working was a challenge that was almost more than I could bear. Mentally it just about broke me. Strength comes from all kinds of places: faith, family, friends, and sometimes you just find it somewhere deep inside. At the end of the day, I've been very blessed.


A year later I am able to walk all over New York City for three days. I work my way through my yoga class, substituting for poses that end up on the knees, but doing pretty good. My spin bike is only about an inch off the optimal seat setting. I still struggle going down stairs, but I continue working on it. With the exception of heat flashes, I pretty much sleep through the nights. I can move from one position to another without waking up in pain. While things aren't perfect, I am so much better than I was prior to surgery.

Thanks to my husband, my family, and my friends. You know who you are. You're the one who sent me cards, called me, and visited. You're the one who came to stay with me, cooked for me, did my laundry. You're the one who encouraged me, helped me with never ending painful exercises. You're the one who listened to me when I cried and held me while I sobbed. You saved me. I can never thank you enough.