Two weeks after surgery
(March 17, 2014)
Why does it hurt so far from the incision?
My muscles are a straitjacket of pain
to natural walking unseen, inner prison.
Will I ever walk easily again?
Deep in my hip a tremolo of weakness
that frightens me when stepping with a cane.
At physio a modicum of redress.
Back walker-creeping I feel old and lame.
Violet Nesdoly © 2014 (All rights reserved)
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This poem is the third in the series of poems I wrote about a mishap I had this spring. Click on the “LIMP sequence” category below to view all.
Violet Nesdoly 
At least it sounds like you’re doing better now, than you were! Hang in there…I’m still doing PT on my knee, too!
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Thanks Matt, You realize, of course, that this was written many months ago. I am much, much better now and walking quite merrily an hour a day. But those first weeks after the injury were a different story!
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Oh, I totally understand…it takes quite awhile to get back to normal. I was on crutches and in pain for the first 2 weeks, and now I’m jogging!
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so glad to know you have come through this and well into your walking routine once more:)
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Thanks Laurel! I’m glad too. 🙂
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Violet, I am glad you’re better, & even able to craft a poem about it. I didn’t know you were writing poems about your accident. It’s the questions, always the questions, isn’t it? We are impatient. Love the tongue-in-cheek opener-“Oh wait.”
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Violet — wishing you a continued recovery. I agree with others — you’re making something positive out of your pain with these poems.
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Thanks, Laura! It’s interesting to look back and see how much I’ve improved. Our bodies are amazing creations of self-healing.
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