A series of mishaps began with very aggressive physical therapy, better suited to high school athletes than post-stroke senior ladies. This put me in the hospital with fractured tibia and ankle. The hospital sent me home with a wheelchair and instructions for complete bedrest for 6 weeks. (No cheating, TOTAL bedrest!) Once released to continue care with a different therapist, I was reinjured there and put back on bedrest for another 6-8 weeks. Then a fall, more bedrest. During this time, I had a series of infections and had to take 3 rounds of antibiotics plus antivirals combined with - you guessed it - bedrest! After being on bedrest for more than half the year, taking powerful medications and seeing more doctors and therapists than I would ever wish on anybody, I ended 2022 trying to regain strength and balance and learning to walk again with a walker. Finally 2022 ended and we went straight into 2023 to catch covid. Sounds like a repeat of 2022? No. It gets better and we can move ahead to new cycles, new ventures, a new home......
But that's for the next time....