When it comes to Achilles surgery, no two patients are the same. So when my doctor and I talked about a return-to-work date, we agreed that three weeks post-surgery would be a good—though aggressive—goal.
For me, it wasn’t just about healing; it was also practical. I’m only in my second year teaching high school, and I don’t have a large sick bank saved up. September 12th became my target date. At times, that day felt so far away, and at other times, it felt way too soon.
Leading up to it, I had a swirl of emotions:
Some days, I longed for normal routine again. Other days, I battled fear. Will I be strong enough? Can I really stay awake a full day? Will my leg be safe in crowded hallways with energetic teenagers?
I eventually came to terms with this truth: going back to work, I wouldn’t be at 100%. But I could give 100% of what I had that day. And you know what? Day one went fantastic. I loved seeing everyone again, meeting the new freshmen, and feeling that familiar energy of the classroom.
But the first full week? Oh my. That was a whole new level. By Wednesday and Friday, I was completely drained. I even left early a couple of days and went home to crash for two-hour naps. The fatigue was real—physically and emotionally—as I tried to catch up on everything I’d missed. I also caught a head cold and had the sinus pressure and drainage which added a whole new dimension of tired to the healing process. I took lots of zinc and vitamin C to combat the germs.
Through it all, I’ve been so thankful for my son, who has stepped up to be my personal driver and helper. Since I can’t drive, he’s been getting me safely to and from school, reminding me what teamwork and family love really look like.
Still, I was learning an important lesson: balance and grace. Healing takes time. Work takes energy. And God’s grace is big enough for both.
2 Corinthians 12:9 reminds us: “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Isaiah 40:29 promises: “He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.”
So here I am...tired but thankful. Not at 100%, but giving my best. And God’s grace fills in the gaps.
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