This past weekend marks three years since Jeff’s back surgery. The yearly reminder is the FOR basketball tournament. We took him in the following Monday. It remains a constant reminder that basketball is not everything in life. Maybe that is why I dread the tournament every year. I hate being automatically forced to recognize the event annually. Sometimes it just takes the breath out of you and puts you in a deep state of hurt. Not pain, but a deep depressive ache.
As written in previous posts, he is about 85 % recovered from the surgery. He still has some loss of function on his left foot, but it does not affect his ability to walk. He says he just can’t wear the slip on flip flops. He doesn’t jump too well or have great lateral movement, but it does not keep him from playing half court basketball or playing touch football. Gayle and I prefer not to know about those activities
Jeff seems to have adjusted to his limitations… I on the other hand have not. As a parent, I still have pains of guilt of we should have done something different, responded faster, paid more attention to the symptoms, etc. I know I haven’t fully recovered. I still find difficult to accept.
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