Here. We. Go.

I don't want to post much on the details but we had a setback. Someone who was not of the right caliber was put into my life which (to quote Thomas) has caused "confusion and delay"

I'm just going to focus more on the emotional side of it.

Its honestly like a gut punch. Its like my life is frozen again. We were getting ready to move on. Our spirits (despite our doubts) were high and we were making plans for the future. Preparing for fun with the kids this summer. We were so hopeful that PT would start to fix things, that we would be on our way.

Now its like I'm back in March/April again. God knows what is going to happen, and when, and how long it will take.

Internally I have this goal that by the one year mark I'll be better. That I'm only wasting a year on this injury. This year is just going to suck and then I'll have the rest of my life to make up for it. Now I feel like I've been sentenced to prison again. A prison of my own body.