In all honesty, I have had some progress since the accident. I feel silly making a big deal out of it. A stupid fender-bender. Screwed me up good, though. The perpetual migraine is gone, at least. I promise I have been doing everything in my power to speed things along. But no matter how sick I am of being the tortoise, I guess I won't get to be the hare until my body is good and ready.
Now for the patience to accept that.
Ps. Dear body, I fed you steak, turkey, bacon, and eggs tonight. You are welcome. Love, me.
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Oh! If only our bodies did what we want them to on OUR timeframes. Hang in there! Speedy healing to you.
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