I woke up in a hospital bed, I remember my mom and dad and Tim- I think that was it. Memory then was very fuzzy after being doored by someone exiting a car. Don't remember it happening but my body gave me a few mementos to remember the event by: concussion, complete with brain contusions, lung contusions, fractured skull, fractured clavicle, vertigo, and short term memory loss. My memory was so bad I'd travel to appointments with pad and paper if I had to go alone.
It was a rough 2 solid months of recovery- I sat home with a cat and parrot. It was depressing- being ordered not to work, but not actually sick. A doctor finally cleared me to start going for walks- actually he recommended it, to build my confidence and short little walks to see how I felt. I'll never forget my first birding walk, the birds, the nature was so therapeutic. Nature and the outdoors heals me- it calms me, focuses me, I get some exercise, and I happen to love the creatures that occupy the outdoors.
So, I celebrated today. I had just enough time before the sun set to walk around by myself in the salt marsh and enjoy that I still get to live, savor the sights, and experience what life throws my way.
I spied this little corn snake in a tank in the nature center. What a cute little noodle! Reminded me of my late Jake. |
A perfect evening walk to remind myself how fortunate we are to experience the natural world around us.
AND- this Saturday 10/6/18- I am participating in a Global Big Day birding outing with friends- and via the Feminist Bird Club- we are raising money for CVTC- to support victims of domestic and sexual abuse. Please consider supporting us by visiting our donation page, here!
Wish us luck!
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