November 21, 2011
It’s easy to forget that our partners (wives, husbands, whatever) suffer from this injury in big ways too. The list is endless, especially in the early stages of post injury recovery.
Suddenly the time we don’t spend doing stuff like picking up the kids after swim practice or any activity that requires a functioning achilles tendon falls on them. Not to mention the increased stress level that the whole family shares in spite of our best efforts to contribute to household activities. Which in the first few weeks of recovery is mostly well intentioned, not particularly helpful and often counter productive.
I do not suggest walking your 75 pound energetic golden retriever 2 weeks after surgery while on crutches, trust me on this.
So, I try to thank my wife every day for all the extra stuff she has to do. Try is the operative word because I don’t manage to do so as often as I should but I’m aware how fortunate I am, even if I don’t always articulate it.
For sharing this experience our partners deserve a medal and buckets of gold, which of course they won’t get. But acknowledgement and appreciation for what they do for us, let’s make sure they always know that.
Of course my wife does remind me at times, especially on those days when all the extra stuff really piles up that the moment will come when I will be a fully functioning human again able to pick up my share of the family schlepping. And I will do so, gratefully and with good cheer.
I suspect payback will be a bitch but fair is fair