Standing at the entrance of a cave

I’m in a bit of a funny place right now. For years because of the chronic pain I’ve felt like I was living life from the sidelines. I felt like the world was going on without me and I was treading water on a daily basis just to function. For a long time I was envious of people who could walk, sit, sleep and stand without thinking about it. Now that I’ve almost fully recovered from hip surgery and from CRPS, I feel like I’m at the sideline and about to rejoin the game of life. It’s a wonderful feeling but its also a little scary. Over the years I’ve lost confidence in myself and I worry more than I used to. This is understandable because I know from experience that bad stuff does happen.

All of this hip malarky happened in one second because of a silly accident at the gym, I remember that moment clearly. I got hospitalised with CRPS twice because of a perfect storm of events. I know that something as minor as going sailing and walking home can trigger the most excruciating chronic pain you can get. Pain worse than unprepared childbirth, cancer and amputation (according to the Mc Gill Pain Index). I know how to avoid another CRPS flare and I am very confident I have the skills to ensure it will never happen again. But fear of CRPS and hip pain is still with me and casts a shadow. As time passes I’m sure that shadow will fade.

I’m very excited to get back to an active life, but I’m more cautious than I used to be because I have a fear of it all happening again. But I can’t live a life in fear, I need to put this behind me and trust that everything will be OK. I’ve moved to London to get away from old associations and make a new life for myself, its not as easy as I expected but it is exciting and full of promise. I’m at the edge of the cave and there is treasure inside, it will be 100% worth facing my fears and working through what I’m feeling.

The cave

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