Rising Strong: My Comeback Journey 7 Months After ORIF Surgery
- Michelle Brandt
- Sep 14
- 2 min read
Updated: Sep 17
Seven months ago, I was lying in a hospital bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering if I’d ever feel like myself again. The words Open Reduction Internal Fixation (ORIF) sounded sterile, technical, and intimidating, but what they really meant for me was a long road of pain, patience, and perseverance. A broken bone held together with screws and plates was one thing—but putting myself back together would be the real challenge.
The Early Days: From Rock Bottom to First Steps
The first weeks after surgery tested me in ways I never expected. Every small movement felt monumental. Getting out of bed was a victory. Taking a few steps with crutches was a milestone. I quickly learned that progress after ORIF surgery isn’t measured in leaps—it’s measured in tiny, painful, determined inches forward.
I battled swelling, stiffness, and doubt. There were moments I wanted to give up, times I wondered if I’d ever regain my strength, mobility, or confidence. But something inside of me refused to quit. I realized healing wasn’t just physical—it was mental and emotional too.
The Turning Point
Around the three-month mark, something shifted. My body began to respond to the hard work. Physical therapy exercises that once felt impossible started to feel doable. I could see muscles slowly returning, my gait improving, my confidence growing.
It wasn’t linear—there were setbacks, flare-ups, and frustrating days. But I began to see the truth: setbacks are not failures. They are part of the process, reminders that healing is a journey, not a race.
Where I Am Today: Seven Months Strong
Now, seven months later, I’m proud to say I’ve come so far. The crutches are gone. The limp is nearly invisible. I can walk, climb stairs, and even push myself in workouts I never thought I’d be able to do again. Every scar, every ache, every screw inside me tells a story of resilience.
This comeback hasn’t been about returning to who I was before—it’s about becoming someone stronger. ORIF surgery forced me to slow down, rebuild, and discover just how much grit I have inside me.
Lessons I’ve Learned Along the Way
Celebrate the small wins. They add up to something bigger than you can imagine.
Patience is power. Healing can’t be rushed, but every effort counts.
Your mindset is everything. Believe you can, even when your body says otherwise.
Scars are strength. They’re proof of battles fought and won.
The Comeback Continues
Seven months ago, I wondered if I’d ever walk normally again. Today, I’m not just walking—I’m moving forward with more determination, gratitude, and courage than ever before.
To anyone going through their own ORIF recovery—or any setback at all—remember this: your body is resilient, but your spirit is UNSTOPPABLE. Trust the process, lean on your strength, and never underestimate the power of a comeback.
Because sometimes, the hardest breaks make the strongest comebacks.
Thank you for sharing your journey of healing and recovery. Before the events that led to your surgery, you were in peak physical fitness and seeing you recently you're getting to pre-surgery levels. You not only educate but live your fitness philosophy. Thank you for sharing your lessons and being an inspirational fitness guru!