So here I am, back from the not-quite-land-of-the-dead. It was one year ago today that I broke my back (fractured and compressed my L1 vertebra) and I'm celebrating by posting something for the first time in over a year. It's not that my recovery has taken this long (tho it certainly continues, but at a much less dramatic pace), it's that I've had lots of big changes in my life in the last year, in addition to the whole broken back thing. The good news about my back is that there was no spinal cord damage, so I was able to walk within a few days. The hard news was how long it would take to get the pain to a "manageable" (what's that?!) level. But all things being equal I'm the luckiest person in the world, I have a fabulous new job, and I can still wield a camera. And travel. Which is why you are going to see a lot of pix from the Serengeti, where I spent a bunch of time in May.
I've only had two broken bones in my adult life, and both of them occurred outside of the U.S. So there's a bit of irony in this post. My other broken bone (femur) occurred while being chased by a lion in South Africa in 1998. Ngorongoro Crater, Tanzania. 23 May 2011.