I remember those first few weeks rushing by. Not rushing like, 'Gosh where did the time go?' but like I had fallen in a rushing river. My life jacket kept my head above water, but I was helpless to navigate or decide anything. I could only go where the river took me.
It was like I was in one of those images you see on TV where the person slowly spins in one place while the world around them is moving so fast it's just a complete blur. Everything was moving at warp speed, but I couldn't even form one solid thought. I remember feeling tossed and pushed and pulled.
I couldn't catch my breath.