Gruesome
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This last week has been an interesting and painful week. It's so easy to take for granted the freedom and mobility that comes with a healthy body. When a part of that biological machine is broken, well, things start to get a little disorderly. Jordan has been an amazing husband and such a strong person for me to lean on (literally in some cases). He's cooked dinners, done dishes, laundry, and all kinds of things. He even has been a cheerful gopher when I need something that happens to be out of reach. I've always felt very blessed to have Jordan by my side but that is even more abundantly clear to me now. I hope I can show him the same love and acts of kindness in return someday (not that I would ever wish for him to sprain his ankle). Monday and Tuesday were my first days working with my sprained ankle. I quickly learned some valuable things: Crutches take practice. It's no wonder that Abby would run for her life when she saw me use the crutches. T