After the Adventure

I don't know what made me stop writing in this thing, and I don't know what makes me want to start again today, but here goes.
So to catch up any strangers who may stumble across this piece of my life, my adventure through  AmeriCorps, ended abruptly with a somewhat serious injury about a month and a half before the actual end of the program.  It was a strange and chaotic time, but I knew that leaving was the right thing to do, and in all honesty, I never really looked back.  I missed my team, and the sense I had of doing something useful, but those things worked themselves out in time.  And, I needed to concentrate on healing. 
For about half a year, I did very little.  I went to PT, and the doctors, I worked some to keep up with loan payments, mostly I felt a little sorry for myself, and quite at a loss as to how to deal with it.  My injury wasn't getting better, worker's comp was refusing to pay for surgery, and I didn't know what to do. 
Moving home was not all it was cracked up to be.  24, unemployed, uninsured, and living with my parents was not where I imagined myself 5 years previous.  Hell, I wouldn't have pictured it five months previous.  But that's what happened, and there I was, hoping for a turnaround.  This is not to dismiss my crazy, but wonderful parents, who not only let me move back in, also supported and dealt with my craziness through the whole ordeal.  I don't think I'll ever be able to repay them.
Then, magically, things started getting better.  I had surgery in February and was slowly able to really begin healing.  My ankle will never be what it used to be, but I think, it's actually, finally, getting somewhere.  After many months of PT, I have sincere hope that I will not need another surgery, though that possibility is still on the table.  Post immediate recovery (which, unfortunately, took 3 months), I started working more, which took some pressure off paying those crazy student loans.  Then, in late August, I was hired to work at a library it's only part time right now, but could really be something, if I stick around long enough. 
All in all, though I could never have pictured this fallout 2 years ago when I joined AmeriCorps, I would probably do it all over again.  All I have to do is think about my crazy students at Woodlake, to know that regardless of what happened to me, it was worth it.