So, I have recently begun therapy sessions to help Troy and I deal with The Wreck. (It has now become a proper noun, not just an event.) I told my mom that I have become quite the Westerner - I have a physical therapist, a personal trainer and a shrink. :) Most of which are free thanks to the perks of being a military wife.
My session last Thursday was wonderful! For the first time in a while, I broke down and just had a good sob about what happened to me. Paula (my therapist) said that I am going through a grieving process. She said that I am grieving the loss of life. She said that I got into that car on October 16 as a healthy, 25 year old young woman, and woke up in intensive care with the health of a 65 year old. She is right.
My health since the accident has been a roller coaster. My health problems include, but are not limited to: chronic kidney infections, stomach ulcers from the antibiotics for the kidney infections, severe heart problems from my heart stopping twice, diziness and headaches from the head injury, not to mention the neck problems from breaking four of the seven bones in my neck. I take more medications, and see (or should be seeing since I don't always go) more medical specialists than both of my grandmothers...combined.
She said that I am grieving a loss - a loss of health, a loss of memory, a temporary loss of life. She said that I need to cut myself a break, because every day can't be a Healing Day. I had never thought of it in those terms.
I am going through a healing process. I am blessed to have an amazing family and husband to support me in this process. Not to mention, my dozens of amazing friends who constantly give me words of comfort and encouragement. Thank you.
