A (major) change of plans
It's been nearly six weeks since I unexpectedly found myself entering surgery in an Indian hospital. It's been just over two weeks since I found myself back in Denver to finish my recovery.
It's nice to be home. The comforts of a familiar city, atmosphere, culture and medical system are of course appreciated. But I'll be honest--I had to coax myself into appreciating these familiarities when I got here. It wasn't because I didn't want to be here. It was just because coming home was a very extreme deviation from my original plan. And even though my last blog post was about going with the flow, and I still wholeheartedly believe everything that article says, it's still sometimes easier said than done.
I ultimately ended up back here because I wasn't able to get a visa extension. Despite the very real and serious nature of my injury, it was deemed not severe enough to grant me a medical extension. (I found out after nearly a month of unsuccessful slogging through a mind-numbingly frustrating bureaucratic process that I could have bribed the doctor for a medical certificate but that's neither here nor there anymore...).
I left India on October 23rd. If I ever had the chance to speak to the doctor who deemed me fit to travel (which voided the possibility of me getting a medical visa extension), I would ask him to fly 16 hours with a full leg cast and then see if he still believe patients with said situation were fit to fly. But I probably (hopefully) won't see him again, so I'll just be glad I made it, and relatively comfortably all things considered.
So now it's home for the holidays (yay!). I'll be having a second surgery a couple of days before Thanksgiving to expedite the healing process (seems counterintuitive, I know), and will continue doing physical therapy twice a week until my left leg muscles are back to a version of normal. Of course, if it were up to me I would have started training for my next marathon weeks ago--but I'm starting to learn I can't force my timeline on the universe. Patience is another valuable muscle I'm learning to exercise and it's almost as painful as my left leg quad sets.
If everything goes as planned (haha...), I'll be heading back to Europe in January to finish the rest of my world journey. Until then I'm looking forward to having some time to refocus my energies on my intention for the rest of the trip and what I intend to manifest from it.
And, of course, I'm still taking a few minutes every day to remind myself to just go with the flow...even if the river feels a bit rocky sometimes :).