Carried by Forces Seen and Unseen

Supported by structures I rarely notice until I need them desperately

The crunch of bone still echoes in my memory. One moment I was riding, the next I was staring at my hand, wondering what had happened. Three surgeries in eight weeks have followed. Each time, I'd wake to the same thought: "I'm one of the lucky ones."

Lucky. Strange word for someone facing thousands in medical bills. Strange thought for someone who can’t use it’s thumb to perform basic tasks. But here I am, wrapped in gratitude.

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