This was a read that many years back left a huge impact on me..

To realize the vaule of

One Year Ask a student who failed a grade

One Month Ask a mother who gave birth to a pre-mature baby

One Week Ask the editor of a weekly newspaper

One Day Ask a daily wage laborer With kids to feed

One Hour Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet

One Minute Ask a person who missed the train

One Second Ask a person who just avoided an accident

One Millisecond Ask the person who won A sliver medal in the Olympics

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Yesterday, it struck me:

To realise the value of an ankle, ask a person who ‘shattered’ it.. 

‘Shattered bones put together’ is what the Orthopaedic said, when he removed the toe to knee cast, after eight weeks of it being on..

It was so covered and so protected for eight weeks that it didn’t see the light of the days,

No fresh air to breathe and no feel of water either.

Suddenly the injured, operated and casted leg was free of its heavy cast,

When I tried lifting it ever so lightly, for a moment I thought I was in space with no gravity,

As the leg was so so light that it went high up, as though it had no weight to bear (no pun intended).

I went “oops” with a big smile :-),

For it was a moment of joy, that had nothing else to compare,

I think I have never admired anything so much, the way I was admiring my uncasted leg.

The toes were happily wiggling away,

The ankle was moving, ever so ‘Titaniumly’,

Some new skin was glowing and growing, saying a bye to the dry skin.

Though this wasn’t a nice sight to see, the skin felt like that of a newly born baby with all its layers peeling off, to let the new skin grow,

If anyone switches on the fan, I am the first one to say “Switch it off. It is chill.”

Yesterday, the uncasted leg was enjoying the fresh breath of air so much, that it was “Chill, what chill?” (like the “Jhumka, what Jhumka?” 🙂

I have oft heard this statement of, “Keep your legs down on the ground when you get up in the morning, plant it terra firma for a couple of minutes; and then start moving.”

I have heard, but never listened,

I was always in a hurry to get up and move; no time to be spent for any such actions.

This morning, it was different,

The toes wiggled yet again, wishing a happy morning,

As they touched the ground, they felt the chill floor; giving a delightful start to the day,

Stayed I certainly did, in that delightful time, for quite a while.

The morning sunlight danced thru the windows and onto my uncasted leg,

Lending an extra glow and warmth, to my leg and my spirit.

It has been more gratitude and most gratitude, since the time the cast was removed,

For the walker and the wheel chair which are my means of transport within the house,

For family and friends who wish well and who have been strong pillars thru these weeks,

For Mr. D who would come with his rice smeared nose, as though to tell me that he has finished his meal,

or him and me going behind each other, me in my wheel chair and him on all his fours, barking away loudly.

For embellishing the writer in me, writing quite many blogs in these weeks (certainly a big spurt in number :-)),

For a place of work, that has been understanding enough to let me work from home, to the best I can,

For the art and science and training of Ninjutsu, which makes me feel like a warrior everyday,

For the opportunity given to me, to understand myself more and spend so much time with me and myself, in these eight weeks,

For my kutti pieces of crochet that I learnt to do (a long overdue desire to learn)

                           

For some more weeks in the road of recovery, taking it one day at a time,

Gratitude has no beginning and no end.

Life is certainly a miracle!! “Aye, Aye”, nods the rejuvenated ankle 🙂