Photos from MUDBlood Running's post
It's been weeks I know. Nothing like the anxiety of working from home to drive you back to your love when you have lost your way.
With the prospect of working from home for then next who knows how many weeks coupled with isolation on the weekend, my anxiety has been ramped up this past week.
Memories of post transplant isolation, social distance (in literal and figurative terms) and these 4 walls have gotten very enclosed. But in true PTSD/anxiety nature, I haven't been able to get out and snap out of it.
So this weekend I built furniture, we rearranged the house and I made the dodgiest cardboard taxi that I am so proud of for EJ. And this morning I got up and out the door.
Here's to getting fitness back. To beating demons. To surviving the madness that has descended on people. And to have people learn to wash their frakin hands!
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