Rough Life

Since it's been a while since I last shared with the world how adorable my puppy is, here you go:

Lucy's new trick

Life's Little Mysteries

Today was a bad day. I learned my stupid blood clot is back. This is really hard news to take. Even though the pain isn't as bad as the first time, I don't think I can escape the self injected blood thinners. Yes, that's right. 2 shots. In my stomach. Every day. FML.
This whole experience- the injury, the blood clot, the surgery, recovery, physical therapy and now the return of the blood clot- has been absolutely exhausting. And I feel like it's never going to end. I thought the clot was gone, I thought once I had surgery I would be making improvements every day. It hasn't been like that. I have struggled in physical therapy, pushed myself to tears, and still feel like I'm failing. Now my clot is back. I feel like my body is failing me and I just don't understand it. 
I know it could be worse, and I'm trying hard to focus on the good things: the clot isn't going to kill me, I am making progress in my recovery and I have a great fiancé to support me when it's good and especially when it's bad. But I'll say it again: today was just a bad day.