Well, yesterday was the one year mark since that fateful day when I broke my leg. At that time I was unaware what I was really in for - I knew my winter would kind of suck, but was under the impression that I'd be back at things come spring, no problem.
All of that was before I heard terms like "pilon fracture," "external fixator," and "fracture blister" and a whole host of other terms like "PICC line" and "osteomyelitis" that came in the months after.
I'm one of the lucky ones. At my one year mark I was able to get out on my moto and head out for a ride with some coworkers before working the afternoon at the part time job. I'm walking on my own two feet again, and my leg doesn't scream at me every time I stand on it. Others in my pilon group are not always so lucky. It's a highly unrecognized injury, and unless you've had one, people just don't get it. Even us "lucky" ones will be reminded of this injury every single day for the rest of our lives. It may not stop us from chasing what we love to do, but it's never just going to be a "bad memory" as so many seem to think. I'm okay with that, now, especially with a group to be a part of and commiserate our bad days.
I've got another year of recovery before I'll know where my "new normal" will end up. As long as my cartilage didn't get too damaged in the process, I should be able to continue the slow but steady process of getting back as much as I can. I had a great orthopedist who did a good job of reassembling my leg and treated things aggressively as they needed it.
Yesterday was an odd day. It's been a really, REALLY long year. There were some great things that happened during that year, and I'm very happy with my life, but the struggles and stress from the leg situation overshadowed all of it. Being the one year anniversary it was an odd feeling of being glad to be coming out the other side, knowing it's not entirely over, realizing I'm better off than many, but still far from done with it - and yet it was a beautiful day, on some gorgeous roads, on a bike I love, but we had to rush because (after a mechanical break down on my coworker's bike that we were able to fix) we were rushed as we were then running late for work
I don't think I've fully processed the effects of this past year has had just yet, but time doesn't stop, so onward and upward for the next year!