Last month after hip-replacement surgery, just moved into my new unit, and maybe because for the first time in almost two years I live alone, I became uncharacteristically anxious. The physiotherapist made it all sound easy, and he had obviously expected me to progress faster, but I was overwhelmed.
Unpacked boxes of books and house stuff everywhere, flaring arthritis on top of the post-surgery pain, and night after night of broken, bad sleep. It felt so bad that I had to laugh at myself, and often did, especially on my first attempt to go outside. The physio was very patient and encouraging, but my imagination was running wild, making everything seem sooo difficult.
Like the way to wholeness and inner harmony, the road to wellness begins in the mind.
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