My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

To summarize today in one picture it would be this:

Now to understand my day today there's going to be a bit of jumping around. I knew I had this MRI scheduled for a couple weeks now. I've had less than a handful of MRI's in my life - all of them being after my accident of course. 

What's the point?

The words of a Bing Crosby song have been replaying in my head tonight as I once again have struggled to sleep. Of course it's sung in my all-time favorite Christmas movie, White Christmas.

"When I'm worried and I can't sleep

I count my blessings instead of sheep

And I fall asleep

Counting my blessings"

So here comes one of my late night tangents. One blessing I've been oh so grateful for is to find passion for life after my accident. Before my passion was running, and pretty much running alone. My life revolved around it because I love it so much. Now after after my accident my passions stretch much further than just running. One passion that has helped me immensely is mountain boarding and cross country skiing. 

I moved back to Utah to pursue a career in Child Life, which turned out to be a dead end. And so in the mean time I've questioned where my life is supposed to go and what on earth I am doing. But I can honestly say I needed to move back to Utah not to pursue a new career path but to find passion and love for life again. I also have some of the most incredible doctors and medical professionals here and with all the recent surgeries and procedures it's exactly where I've needed to be.