I’m having a hard time focusing to write this. It’s been a rough week for me. I had surgery and somehow found myself in that small percentage of recovering patients who experience a random complication. Back to the doctor and back to adjusting into my recovery. I was doing so well, but life has plans of its own sometimes.
For anyone who knows me the past few years, it wouldn’t be surprising. I don’t have the best track record when it comes to my health. I’m not that old. I don’t have any harmful vices. And yet, I just can’t seem to get to where I want to be. I’ve written before that I’m working on small steps to make it there. But when there’s a leap back, it’s hard to envision that finish line.