Praises of a Wife and Mommy

 I think I wrote before about my  last appointment with my surgeon and the frustration I felt when he asked me to do something that, at the time, felt impossible — a single calf raise. In the moment I felt a little judged, especially when he said to my daughter, “Make sure your mom does her exercises.” I will admit… I was offended. Not deeply, but enough that it stuck with me. And honestly, I do not want to be someone who is easily offendable, so that in itself has been something for me to reflect on. This week I go back to see that doctor again. I know there is a good chance he will ask me to try the same thing. Yesterday I tried again, and once again the tears came. I still could not fully do it. In that moment it felt like failure. But my husband gently reminded me of something I needed to hear — progress. He pointed out that a few months ago I could barely put weight on my foot. Then I progressed to using both legs. Now I can shift most of my weight onto the right leg...