I’ve been holding off getting in the water, but that has been the one thing I’ve wanted to do, been aiming for through each of the 5 surgeries – to be stitched up and well enough to get in.
It’s not the swimming so much (although I would love to do a few laps), but just to be submerged in the water. To let my body feel light, supported and pain free – even if just for a few minutes. Ohhh, how badly I miss that feeling.
So, in a moment of madness I pulled on the togs (which aren’t nearly as flattering-a-cut as they were) and made my way to an indoor heated pool.
I was prepared this time for the crushing, constricting feeling across my chest. Or at least I thought I was.
In I slid. I froze, perhaps with fear. A big deep breath and as I submerged under the surface a wave of shock saw tears come from nowhere almost the second my face hit the water (not a very workable combination!)
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