Surprise visit to my surgeon

So yesterday I went to the hospital to surprise my surgeon by giving him my first 10k run medal after surgery.

I was told it would be a small miracle if I would ever run again. But I did!

Sunday, June 16 I ran the Pink Ribbon Ladies Run in Rotterdam with my best friend Mariska.

I wrote this entry on facebook that day;

Today is the day! My first 10km. after surgery. I remember the day my doctors said I would never run again like it was yesterday.

Special day. For me and for others. One year after the loss of my ‘Tante Anky’ who suffered from this terrible disease. I know she’ll be flying with me to give me wings.

Go feet, I know we can do it! The text down below is, oddly enough, from the movie What Women Want. It moved me. Back then and now. Because it’s so true. This is why I love to run. This is why I’m grateful I can run 💖🏃‍♀️

You don’t stand in front

of a mirror before a run…

and wonder what the road

will think of your outfit.

You don’t have to listen to its

jokes and pretend they’re funny.

It would not be easier to run

if you dressed sexier.

The road doesn’t notice

if you’re not wearing lipstick.

It does not care

how old you are.

You do not feel

uncomfortable…

because you make more money

than the road.

And you can call on the road

whenever you feel like it,

whether it’s been a day…

or a couple of hours

since your last date.

The only thing

the road cares about…

is that you pay it a visit

once in a while.

Nike. No games. Just sports.

It was a great run and I crossed the finish line at 01:10:33

I always said thst if I would run again, I would give the medal to my surgeon. Because he delivered big time and gave me back my life. And yesterday I did. A bit overwhelmed, but I think he was quite pleased.

Never give up on your dreams, people! 🙏❤️

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You can never go back…

No. You can’t. But how does one go forward? May 2017 I fell off my horse . As most of you know, it took a long time before I could even walk again.

However, now I’m walking. But not okay. And I can stand on my toes with both my feet and I can stand on one leg, but not on my toes with one leg. Not even a bit, it’s just undoable.

Let alone running. And I still have fifteen months of rehabilitation ahead of me, so I know I have a long way to go, but this is the part where I need your help.

See, the hospital pretty much told me to do anything as long as it feels right (did they read the OBOD gwersi, or something?)

Physiotherapy? Sure, if you think you need it, go ahead, but we’re not a big fan, was the answer from my hospital team when I asked. And a part of me wants to try and another part of me is going in full blown panic attack when I think about somebody touching my foot!

So I’m looking for people who had a foot injury, or knee or leg injury and how did you go about it? Mine was a Lisfranc fracture dislocation, but I’m not so much looking for people with the exact same injury. Just people with a likewise experience.

How did you get back to your old self? Or at least, the best version of your old self?

Physically speaking, of course, because as the title says…. you can never go back.

Appreciate any replies. Take care, folks. Life is precious ❤️