Getting Better

Some days it's an uphill battle. But each day is a little bit better than the one before. I feel like I'm lying spread out on some very thin ice. I am no longer drowning, but the rescue attempt is not underway yet. If I stay too long I'll freeze, but I can't move just yet because the ice might crack.

This is a delicate stage of healing, where you start feeling a little better so you think, "I can handle this…maybe I don't need help." Wrong. It's like when I was a massage therapist–I saw this o...