Appreciating what you have

I am making amazing progress with my arm :) I am only in my brace part time instead of full time now which I had not really been expecting for another month. We are just waiting for a few bones to finish healing and then we will have the wires, screws and part of one bracket removed in January over winter break. PT has been going well :) Extension is -20 degrees, and Flex is 95 degrees.
Everything is going so well but I really could not get through it without my support system. Kyla and Amanda are my neighbors across the hall and my personal cheerleaders. They decorate my whiteboard with the most encouraging remarks after I get back from the doctor or PT. At any sign of progress they celebrate...no matter how small it actually is. If I have a setback, they encourage me and tell me everything is okay and to keep pushing on. My roommate Melissa is awesome too. She yells when I over extend myself and keeps me in check. There are days when I feel like I am going no where and she is quick to give me some tough love and to point out that when I moved in, I could barely do anything other than shower, eat, dress myself and sleep on my own. My friend Jake calls all the time to check up on me, as does the Hubbard crew and Denise. My boyfriend Nate has stepped up to the plate in ways that have really surprised me. Ever since the accident he has gone above and beyond to make sure I am okay. He drives me everywhere I need to go and stays with me as I have therapy done, even though I tell him he doesn't have to. He says it is fun to watch me improve. He even takes notes for me during class. Even though I have begun to write, the movements in my wrist are weak. My parents are always there for me too, calling every day or every other day regardless of where they are in the country. Dad has been away for business in Chicago the past few weeks, but even from such a far distance he still cheer me on. And mom and the girls, I call or skype them to show my progress and they celebrate with me.
People would think that what happened to me would be horrible, but I think that this experience has had only good things come from it. It made me realize who really was my friend and who just liked to be there for me when I wasn't in need. It also made me appreciate who was there for me. I have only begun to realize how much I love these people and how much I rely on them. I honestly do not know where I would be without them. I now understand how many people care about me and how much I do care for them.