The end of the day

I went out this evening and worked in my garden. I love doing that. It really tires me out physically but I don't care. I am so glad that I am able to do it. 2 years ago I did not think I would ever be able to do that again. Father's Day 2001 was a day I will never forget. It changed how I do things and see things in my life. I was thrown from a horse and broke 4 bones in my back. The pain was almost unbearable. I do not know why I am not addicted to pain pills, it would have been so easy to become that way. I remember laying in the bed and being told that if I moved wrong I would be paralized from my waist down. I could not let that happen. I was fighting to keep from losing my granddaughter. She depended on me and I could not let her down. I knew if they thought that I was hooked on drugs even though it was my precription pain killers they would take her. They had already told me that. So 3 weeks after I broke my back I had to go into court and convince a judge that I was capable of taking care of her. I was in a wheelchair and I was scared, DFAC told the judge that Brook should be in foster care until they felt that it was safe to return her. HA! They would never feel that way. The judge listened to me and gave me one month. I went back in 1 month walking with a walker. I showed him my determination to make things work out. I won. Now I have won more than just that.  No longer do I feel pain that brings tears to my eyes, just twings every now and then. I do have to do something's differently but it is what everyone should do. No, I did not have surgery on my back, I just take 1 pill daily. Now no matter what I do I think about what could have been. Sure I had a bit of nerve damage from my back breaking but I can live with it. I also live with the knowledge that I am stronger than I had ever given myself credit for. I am a survivor. I can take what life throws at me.