\ˌme-tə-ˈmȯr-fə-səs\
a : change of physical form, structure, or substance especially by supernatural means
b : a striking alteration in appearance, character, or circumstances
c : a typically marked and more or less abrupt developmental change in the form or structure of an animal (as a butterfly or a frog) occurring subsequent to birth or hatching
Today a change took place. I turned a corner. Recovery has turned down the path to recovered. I am aware of the road ahead and can't help but smile as I start down it. I am breathing. This last year and a half has truly challenged me. I have learned things about myself that were often flat out ugly. Stephanie has a side to her. Many days I fought a losing battle. I would do my best to put a smile on my face, slap on some lipstick and feign energy. Many days were great and many weren't.
I was surprised when I was diagnosed with severe sinus disease. Surprised enough to seek a second opinion. Then slightly terrified when the second opinion told me it was so severe she believed only one surgeon in SoCal was capable of the procedure. I waited a month to see this now third opinion. I was immediately grateful I waited and thankful to my husband who challenged me to see new doctors.
The week of the surgery I broke. My suffering was peeking. I don't mean to sound dramatic, but I had truly hit my breaking point. I fought tooth and nail to prepare myself and my family for my recovery period, but my body, my head, my spirit were done.
Surgery day was transformational. A transformation to health. I'm ecstatic. I want to grab life and run. The weight that has held me back has been stripped away, I want to spread my wings and fly.
Jay asked what I want to do to celebrate. My answer, "I think I'll get a new lipstick."
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