One year … a lot can change, yet some things remain the same.

Resilience is all about being able to overcome the unexpected. Sustainability is about survival. The goal of resilience is to thrive.”  – Jamais Cascio

Tomorrow will mark a year since I had my hip/joint and femur replaced! One year, friends. Holy crap!

I remember how terrified I was of that surgery. How many times I questioned the outcome. What if – should I – how about – you name it, I thought it. The reality was that I didn’t have a choice. The surgery needed to happen, and so, it did.

Here we are, one year later. A lot has changed, yet some things remain the same. I am working my ass off at physical and occupational therapy! And I have to tell you, it is NOT freaking easy! Learning to walk after 3+ years is HARD.

Thankfully, I am in a far better place than I was, yet, I have a way to go. A year ago I couldn’t walk 80 steps ON.MY.OWN!! No crutches, no cart, just me and my two legs. AMAZING. A year ago I didn’t feel as healthy as I do now. A year ago I didn’t know how much I was capable of, but I sure as heck do now.

Even though I still can’t drive, work, or do many of the things I want to do, I am getting there. I am reaching new goals. Feeling a little more confident in each new day and my soul is healing.

My friends and I still can’t believe that I am “high maintenance” after all of this time. Health issues take a toll on people and relationships and that is just how life is. The enormity and stress of it all will test the patience and resilience of a person. Stay strong! Tomorrow is a new day to start over and begin again. No-one ever said that this life would be easy, friends.

So here we are, a year later. Better. Stronger. Still working hard. Improving. Moving forward. Making it happen. WALKING. Freaking WALKING!!! (Okay, really only taking 80 steps, but, c’mon! That is awesome sauce!)

Whatever battle you are going through – don’t ever give up. You can work through it. It may not be easy, but it will certainly be worth it.

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness!





WALKING for the first time in 3 years! What?!


Greetings, friends!

WOW! WOW! WOW! I have exciting news to share with you! For the first time in over THREE years, I have walked on my own, without my crutches. Without holding onto my PT or OT’s hand. Without holding onto the wall, a cart….

It will take a while to get to where I need to be, but it will happen! For now, I can take about 30 steps on my own and everyday I continue to work hard. For all of the moments (and there have been MANY) where it has been tears of frustration-sweat-heartache-pain-setbacks-blah-blah-blah, I DID IT!!

I wish I could explain to you how it feels to fully weight-bear on this fragile leg of mine and take these precious steps. It’s just … Odd. Different. Weird. With every step, it’s as though my mind is telling me that I am doing something wrong because it’s so abnormal to “walk” on this leg.

The first step is the most difficult as I have to talk to myself in my head and will my leg to move. I am sure with time and practice, it will become easier. Eventually, I hope my leg will function normally, or much better.

Hard work pays off my friends. You have to put the work in if you want to reach the finish line or anything close to the finish line.! I get it, I really get it. When you work for it and you see results – the feeling of pride – the triumph – it is truly indescribable! It also feels like – Freedom. Happiness. Peace. Achievement.

Even when your goal seems insurmountable, keep going. Never lose hope and never stop believing in yourself. When you reach milestones, it is amazing!

Three years is a long time to deal with a medical journey like the one I have been on, but it is worth it to fight the good fight. On the days where I doubted my strength and confidence,  my soul never wavered. Your soul knows the answer. When you quiet your mind and listen to your soul, you will find the strength you need to power through.


I have a long way to go to reach my finish line but I can promise you this – even on my darkest days, I will search for the light to lead the path so I can continue on.

My wish for you is the same. May you listen to your soul and find the light you need to keep going. You can and will get there!

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness.



Reality check


Hello friends!

Sometimes you need a reality check to focus and regain perspective. More on this in a bit.

Dislocating my hip really rattled me and I have been in a constant state of anxiety and fear. Fear of something else happening. Fear of the unknown. It is exhausting! I cry at the drop of a hat and have a difficult time sleeping.

Two weeks ago at PT, I walked for the first time in over THREE YEARS without my crutches! I was pushing a cart for support, but I did it! It was ah-mazing! Such a weird feeling to fully bear weight on my damaged leg. When my OT stood me in front of the cart and took away my crutches, I said, “Okay, now what do I do?” We all know the response was, “walk!” Easier said than done. How do toddlers make it look so easy? My leg didn’t want to move at first so I had to will it to move. Walking down that hallway without my handy-dandy leg sticks felt fantastic.

The next day when my nurse came and we took down the wrapping on my leg and foot, there was a little blood. Immediately I got nervous and thought, “here we go again.” Over the next two days, there was more blood and some drainage. We took pictures and sent them off to the nurse practitioner that I have become friends with so she could share with my surgeon. (One of the MANY benefits of having this beautiful soul in my life.)

I was off to my local wound center the next day so they could determine what was going on. Thankfully it is only a minor issue and we are hopeful it will heal. Each time something  like this happens, I make myself sick with worry and panic.

My doctor and I have discussed the possibility that I am exhibiting signs of PTSD. This never occurred to me but makes sense. It’s been a long road and perhaps things have finally caught up with me. It’s not to say that I can’t cope with situations, rather, I have been through a traumatic experience and over time, this anxiety and fear has crept in.

When I had a follow-up appointment with my surgeon, I asked why I can’t get to the finish line without setbacks. I just don’t understand why I have these milestone moments and the other shoe always has to drop. He said that it is an unrealistic expectation to think there won’t be setbacks. Again, I asked, why?? He explained that I am doing things (like fully bearing weight) that I haven’t done in years and of course there may be setbacks.

At first, I was thinking, “what a jackass!” He hasn’t walked in my shoes or had to live through these last three years as I have. But you know what, friends? The more I thought about what he said, the more I realized that he is absolutely right.

I haven’t walked on this leg in over three years. The skin on my foot is fragile. With each new goal I reach and the more weight I bear on this leg, the greater the opportunity for setbacks.

The conversation with my surgeon was a reality check. It reminded me that I just need to breathe. Let things happen as they will. I am making progress. Life is not always rainbows and butterflies, but life is moving forward. It may be slower than I would like and it may be filled with setbacks, but I need to remember how far I have come.

So I am going to work on easing my fears and anxiety. I am going to continue to work hard at PT and work on regaining my confidence. Things happen, folks, and you just have to roll with the punches.

If you are struggling with things in your life, I wish you well. I wish you peace. Fear and anxiety can eat away at you and I don’t wish that on anyone. Stay strong and know you are not alone.

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness.






When will the worry and fear go away?


When you go through something as significant as I have over the last three years, it has a tremendous impact on you. Without even realizing it, it seems my body starts reacting to situations before I start to process it. My subconscious starts preparing me for what is about to come – or what is possibly about to come.

Since I can’t drive, I am fortunate enough to be able to take paratransit to and from therapy. This is transportation for disabled people. The unfortunate part of it is that you could be on the van for a very long time before you reach your destination.

 Monday was one of those days when I was on the van for almost 1.5 hours. After about an hour, my leg started hurting from sitting in that position with my brace on for so long. By the end of the night, I was getting a little worried, thinking maybe it was more than just sitting on the uncomfortable seat.

I went to PT & OT the next day where I told my therapists that we should take things slow just to be safe. We were careful with therapy but my hip started bothering me as the night progressed. By the end of the night, I made myself physically sick with worry.

I started thinking, “Is the hardware failing because I have been putting so much weight on it? Is my hip going to pop out again?!” It is such a terrible feeling to always worry about these things. When you experience so many setbacks and emergencies, I think it’s normal to worry. Right?! (By the next day, my leg and hip felt fine!)

Some people may not understand how I feel and I am okay with that. I feel as though some people think that I need to get a grip, but they haven’t walked in my shoes, nor have they experienced what I have endured.

Will I ever get to the place of not worrying? Will the fear disappear? I certainly hope so. After coming this far, I need to continue moving forward with peace in my heart. I don’t think it’s too much to ask.

My hope is that as time goes on, I will be more comfortable when something silly as sitting wrong doesn’t seem like a big deal, and more comfortable in my own skin. I long for the days where I don’t have to scare myself by thinking something is wrong.

Useless worry, my friends … it stinks. Unnecessary sleepless nights … gotta stop!

If you have experienced something like this, please share your tips and tricks with me on how you overcame the worry and fear.

Until next time, go out and do a random act of kindness.



Never stop trying – keep moving forward.


Greetings, friends!

I get a little nervous now talking about my triumphs because it seems that once I do, something happens and I take a few steps back. But I am “throwing caution to the wind” as they say, and I am excited to share my progress with you!

In physical therapy last week, I started practicing walking with only one crutch! ONE. CRUTCH. It may not seem like a big thing, but man, to me it sure did! I mean, it was only for a brief time but progress is what we strive for. My physical therapist and I were high-fiving with excitement! (Thank you, Anita! – BEST physical therapist ever!)

Things like this give me the encouragement I need and allows me to see that things will eventually come together. It is taking forever, I know, but if the end result is me being completely healed and walking again, well, the steps backward are bearable.

I do get nervous when I put additional weight on my leg and hip as I worry that my body isn’t strong enough to accommodate what we are doing, but it needs to happen. The prosthesis cannot fail. This leg has to get use to having my full body weight on it again. My body needs to get stronger. So I take a few deep breaths and move forward.

Do you remember the scene from the movie, Rocky, when Sylvester Stallone’s character reaches the top of the stairs and he throws his arms up victoriously? That’s how I feel when things come together and I make progress. I feel like, hell yes, I can and will do this!

It is such an odd feeling though, putting more and more weight on my leg. It’s almost as though my brain is telling me that I am doing something wrong because it has been so long since I have been fully bearing weight on this leg. Often times I wonder if I will get to the point when I can walk around freely, sans my crutches? I would settle for walking around with a cane or one crutch if it means that I can fully function.

That’s a tall order though. We have to get this swelling under control in my leg so I can have a greater range of motion. Bending my knee at a thirty degree angle won’t get me far. I need to be able to bend my knee enough so I can drive and do the normal things that I was once capable of doing. It would be awesome to be able to fit into a shoe and be able to bend enough to actually tie that shoe, along with many other things.

The days can be frustrating and there are tears shed, but still, I rise. And I always will.

Stay strong my friends! We are all in this together!

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness.






Ability, motivation & attitude…


Greetings, friends!

Happy Spring! Here in the Northeast, we have had crazy weather! On April 1st, it snowed. Yes, you read that right. But that’s why we love New England, right? Before we know it, the warm weather will be here. The flowers will bloom, the grass will grow green and everything comes back to life.

Everything renews  at some point, including our hope and our spirit. As y’all know, I was feeling a little woe is me for a short time after dislocating my hip, but I have rounded the corner and my faith has been restored.

Physical and occupational therapy is slow going, but moving along nonetheless. It is so important to surround yourself with people who encourage and motivate you when you are going through tough times. Sometimes you just need someone to remind you that you are strong enough and brave enough to carry on.

And so, a big shout out to Anita, my physical therapist, and Lisa, my occupational therapist. These gals motivate and support me, and they are fabulous! The hip remains in place and we are working on my range of motion, weight-bearing, and my upper body strength by using weights and weight machines. We are careful and nervous about the hip popping out again!

Recently, a fellow blogger reached out to me and told me how she was just diagnosed with cancer.  She said that she hopes to be able to share her 32 year cancer story someday as I have. I started crying. Crying, because I have been where she is and I know exactly how it feels to be in “the cancer club.”

Being diagnosed with cancer is scary! You have no idea what will happen but you hope and pray you have the strength to get through the difficult days. I literally wanted to reach out and hug this person that I don’t even know. If you are reading this post, please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. Stay strong and keep your positive attitude!


Life is a series of ups and downs and we must stay resilient as it ebbs and flows. We have the ability to get through the painful times if we stay motivated. It isn’t easy but we have to fight the good fight! The struggle we are in today absolutely gives us the strength we need to carry on.

Until next time, go out and do a random act of kindness.




Three years … seems like a lifetime.


This part of my journey began three years ago. When I was walking down stairs, my leg broke. And, well, y’all know the rest of the story.

March 22, 2014 seems like a lifetime ago at times. Three years of hospital stays, surgeries, missing time with my family, not working, not driving … you get it. The other part of this journey has been meeting the most beautiful and kind souls. People who have become like family. My family and friends who have blessed me beyond measure.

I started this blog with the hope that I could inspire one single person who may be going though a life changing journey. It is intended to inspire, provide a little bit of hope, and spread kindness. So when people I don’t even know contact me to say, “thank you for your post, it made me feel a tiny bit better,” I realize that perhaps I was meant to go through this journey to somehow help others. Or maybe things just happen and there is no rhyme or reason, but I prefer to think that we can somehow connect by our trials and tribulations.

It is a heavy burden to carry when you feel as though you are going through something alone. It doesn’t matter what it is – we all need someone to lift our spirits. Someone who can identify with how we feel because we are going through something similar. Someone we can laugh with through the ridiculousness that can become overwhelming.

The world is a kinder place when you have someone to lean on. My hope is that you have that someone in your life. My hope is that no matter what obstacle is set before you, you know there are people you can count on to support you and say, “Let’s do this!” (Cough, cough … Serena) We all deserve that.

I started physical therapy (again) yesterday after dislocating my hip. While I don’t know the staff that well as I was only there for two months before the whole hip thing, these people cheer me on and provide hope that I will get to where I need to be. It is remarkable to find that you connect with people who genuinely wish for healing for you, and offer words of encouragement! PT kicked my butt yesterday! My knee only bends to 30 degrees now. It was at almost 60 degrees prior to the dislocation so that’s a bummer. Clearly, I have work to do.

Friends, this time it is physical therapy for-the-win! The last time was just practice. It will be interesting to see how I progress in PT with the hip abduction brace. Stay tuned to find out!

One thing that I have been reminded of throughout these last three years – we can’t move forward if we are looking back. The past has already happened; it is the present that we live in and the future that has potential. Let’s focus on that!

Until next time, go out and do what? A random act of kindness, of course!