Those words were uttered by my orthopedic two years ago, today.

Permanent injuries.  To me, those 3 words meant, “we can’t do anything aside bolt you together with metal and shove pain pillss down your throat”.  Hard pass.

I went home mad.  I went home relieved.  I was mad because I wasn’t interested in surgery, yet I was still in pain.  I felt a great sense of relief than anger.  I was ready to move on from what the doctors were telling me.  I was no longer waiting on anyone. I was trusting in God and ready to get relentless. It was time to go full force with my plan:  rehab my body through hard work.  DDP Yoga and increased core strength helped rebuild the body while cryotherapy aided with pain management and recovery.  I was confident in the plan and hit it aggressively.    

I think this was the last time I was ever mad about the accident.  I was ready to move on.

The rehab plan worked, but only because I diligently stuck with it.  I tracked every minute of DDP Yoga, every minute of rehab work.  I went as far as tracking the number of body weight squats, sit-ups and crunches completed each day.  I stared at my tracker each day to remind myself the of task ahead.  No excuses.  Daily accountability. 

I felt 100% recovered after 15 months.  I continue the same rehab routine for preventative maintenance…and to feel better!  I’m 45 yet my body hasn’t felt this good since my 20s.