No, I did not attend any wedding.
I just could not take the risk and go to a banquet filled with hundreds of people.
This is my most crucial recovery period, I have to take the best care I could. I am determined to be fit again, this is the sacrifice I'm gonna make.
But hey, who on earth am I kidding. I am so depressed that I have to endure this mental torture, not knowing if I can recover to 100% of my usual fitness level.
Nevertheless, I will try. And I will succeed.
Just a few more weeks then I should be able to start my physiotherapy and in no time, I will be able to walk, drive, run, workout, and ultimately, get back on the field and fly down the wing sending in deadly crosses.
Hopefully.
Deep sigh.
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