Though it's been 31 days since my last post, I've thought about this blog every day since.
Something inside me has not wanted to come here. Not wanted to think about my hips, my frustration, my pain. I guess I figured if I didn't face any of it, didn't post on my blog or tell the truth to those who asked, it would somehow go away.
Don't get me wrong; nothing major has happened in the past month. I'm dancing, shooting hoops, taking long walks. But my tailbone pain has hit me hard both physically and emotionally, and I've stalled with my progress on my most recent PAO, registering moderate amounts of pain every day.
I've been at this whole hip thing for a long time, it feels. Everyone says to me, "It must be great to have all that over with." Or, "I bet you feel fantastic!" Or, "All back to normal now?"
I smile, I nod. Because no one really wants to hear otherwise.
So I've been quiet here as well, and I apologize that I haven't posted about my progress. And, yes, there has been some, despite the melancholy nature of this post. I'm doing well overall and will expand on that soon.
I'm grateful for this blog and those of you who read it. Because when the time comes that I have something to say, I know someone will be there to listen. Thank you for being there.