From never before broken a bone I suddenly had my arm in a cast and endured 11 stitches: 9 on my left hand (inside and out) and 2 on my right arm.
The photo on the left is the first photo I took of my hand since the cast came off 1 month after the incident. (I didn’t take a photo whilst at A&E, it certainly wasn’t a priority!)
The photo on the right is my hand today.
If I am being honest with myself, yes I do struggle to accept these scars, especially the large one that runs across the bottom. But today I looked back at that first photo I took and the difference is huge, although mentally for me there has been only a minor change here and there. This is why I think it is good to take photos as milestones to remind oneself that change does happen it just takes time and we must be patient