My bond with Frida Kalho

I don't want to dwell too much on the accident. But a few details of my recent life may create a new bridge of understanding with others. I was taken to surgery after the accident. I had an open book fracture of my pelvis, the front bones of the pelvis were blown out and opened like a book. The first operation was stopped because of my blood loss. I spent days on a ventilator, before they could go back and complete what had been started. My survival tools, denial and I didn't have my contacts. I could not believe what they said because I could not 'read' their faces. I was treated at the U of Calif. Medical Center in San Diego. I was truly blessed in countless ways. Too numerous to count. I spent several weeks at the hospital, then I had to be moved to a rehab center. This is an outrageous joke--it was a nursing home. I learned so much about the women who took care of me, I learned finally at the end of my six week stay, to stand with support, which was my first vertical move since the accident. There are dozens of stories from this time. It was rich with learning experiences for me. I still have all the cards and letters that were written to me at the time. The accident happened in July. I was able to come home in Sept. and started developing the muscles to walk. I did most of the work in a therapeutic swimming pool. Then came the winter, struggles with depression. When Freida ( there are different spellings) Kalho's story came out on film it was inspiring and challenging to me. I have a rich internal world...but less likely to "put it out' there. I am a little more private in corners of my life. lizzzzzzzzzzzy