Recovery is an unsteady beast.
At this point, with some of the horrific complications that have happened, my recovery could easily not happen – especially when so much of the battle is mental and my mental health state is so difficult (I’m seeing an excellent psychologist.)
I’m grateful for my mother and father, my beautiful daughters and my one friend who walks the walk, their support helps me get through every day, even on the days when I can’t talk to them.
Thank you, my support tribe.
Love to all,