My boyfriend, Jason, is walking again. Kinda. Sorta. Close enough.

I'm so happy, my heart is bubbling like soda.

He went to the doctor this morning, got another round of X-rays and was finally cleared to get up out of his wheelchair.

His legs aren't very strong right now. Since the time of the accident, the muscle has shriveled away to the point where Jason can fit his index fingers and thumbs around his thigh. He's still in a lot of pain, and the right side of his pelvis still aches constantly. He's exhausted after just a few steps.

Still, he's able to move around with a walker after almost a month in the hospital and two months in a wheelchair, so that's pretty spectacular.

Jason won't be running any marathons soon. And he still has thousands upon thousands of dollars in medical bills to sort out. And he somehow has to find a new career.

But he's shuffling around with a walker -- and that's a step in the right direction.

HOORAY!

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