Instead of cycling, running, and pretending to be able to play tennis this summer, I have been walking slower than a slug while bent awkwardly at the waist. If I dropped something on the floor, instead of bending over to pick it up, I would merely stare at it and utter, “huh.” My patience was tested while I waited for Jon to come home from work so he could pick something up for me. It was horrible. A girl just wants to be able to put her own socks on!

Today was what I hoped would be my last physiotherapy appointment for my back.  I was running late, so I changed into my workout clothes at work and hurried to the car.  I yelled goodbye to everyone and they all wished me luck.  As I put my bags into the front seat and started to [...]