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7 Weeks Post-op




Seven weeks post-op feels… different. I finally saw where all the hardware lives and, wow, I can literally feel every screw like they’re paying rent in there. 😟


They told me, “Only ditch the crutches if it feels comfortable.”

So naturally, I said, “Perfect, permission granted,” and tossed them like a bad habit.


My pain tolerance is way too high for my own good, and the rebel in me is READY to ditch all of it and sprint into the sunset.


I Googled just how bad this injury actually is. And after a mild panic and a dose of humility… I’ve decided to comply. 🫣


Fine. FINE. I’ll behave.

Healing, but with attitude. lol






 
 
 

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