September is ending its time to wake up, insert Green Day joke here, and get moving. It’s been three months now since the accident and I have a routine. It’s a routine that I didn’t imagine having at my age, or any age. I have physical therapy several times a week, began Pilates to regain my strength, and my camera and I are once again becoming friends.
So now that September is ending and I am ready to get out and explore, we took a ride to the beach to see the ocean and watch the waves roll in. It was also a time to take my very first self portrait. I want to document my progress in the recovery. This first one is at a distance, it is representative of where I am vs where I was. I have come a long way in the recovery process but there is still a way to go to normal (whatever normal is).