As the calendar flipped from 2016 to 2017, I kept telling myself "I'll blog when I feel better" or "Once I turn the corner, I'll get back to posting." Well, I finally decided that I needed to jump back in regardless of health circumstances. I know that the longer I am away from something, the harder it is to return.
My foot surgery was December 13 and I am still battling my way through complications, both related and unrelated to the surgery. My slow recovery has involved some invasive and painful procedures that leave me drained and disheartened. I am still off work and minimally weight-bearing on my foot. Art has happened in very small, erratic bursts so I don't have too much to show for the last five weeks. Yesterday I had my first lengthy and focused art session in the studio since the surgery so hopefully that milestone heralds the coming of the "corner" I needed to turn. (And to think I might be going through this all over again in July...*sigh*)
While I haven't made a lot of art, I have done a great deal of thinking about art. I've watched many movies and shows that speak to my artistic sensibilities. I've read books about art and artists. I've visited artist websites and blogs. In between doctors' appointments, procedures, bandage changes, wound care, pain meds, and naps, I've tried to infuse my thoughts with beauty, color, and inspiration. I've been sowing creative seeds and I hope that when my body is ready, I'll be able to reap the bounty of projects that I've been nurturing in my brain.
Things get tough. That's the way life goes. After 12 surgeries, I know that I always go through a very physically difficult/emotionally fragile time that usually runs from right before I get stitches out to about three, four weeks after physical therapy starts. I cry a lot and get extremely frustrated with life in general and my less-than-healthy body in particular. However, I have hope that the main complication - an infected incision - is on the mend. I had my first post-op PT evaluation last week so I'd like to think that the hardest days are dwindling. I am very lucky that I have an incredible medical team that has been providing my care for years and who are familiar with the intricacies of my health challenges. From my primary care doctor to my surgeon, hospitalist, pharmacist, and physical therapist, I feel heard, cared for, and supported. I also have a wonderful boss and coworkers who stepped in to make sure I am not wanting for food or company. So it is just a matter of patience and time.
All in all, I thought I jump back into blogging even if I'm not quite back on my feet, even it is just to let you all know I haven't forgotten about you, dear readers, and that I am eager to get back to this space.