It is true that a good chunk of my family lives in Salt Lake City. My sister, my parents, step-siblings and my husband's parents are all here. I have an aunt from Seattle who has flown out twice to help. I am immensely grateful for the time and resources they have all pitched in to keep my household afloat! But then more support popped out of the woodwork. Friends brought meals. Since I can't be alone with now 1-year-old Emily, some have offered to stay with me for a few hours here and there. Friends and twice-removed family members have offered to transport Michelle to her various activities. One neighbor was so helpful to me one day, I actually hired her to help me for the next 6 weeks or until I am able go up and down stairs, perform light housework, and chase after my baby. All of these gestures large and small have accumulated into a network of support that was unimaginable the day of my injury.
There is no doubt this injury is a great inconvenience to me. But I will make a full recovery. Four months from now, I can expect to be participating in all the activities I did before with little accommodation. I credit the wonderful patients I have cared for as a nurse for the past 11 years for giving me clear insight into this. New quadriplegics, stroke victims, pregnant mothers with cancer, babies with significant birth defects; the list is endless for people who have had to muster up more courage, strength, and perseverance than I could even fathom. These people have given me the gift of gratitude.
Grateful for the sun and this 1 year old cutie!
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