False understanding is mistaking something for something else.
Randomly, one evening I was told by a friend of a friend that, given I had a reconstruction procedure done instead of a repair, my hip will not be 100% back to normal and my body could reject the cadaver's unit that was installed and I would maybe have to have more procedures.
And just like that, my understanding of my road to recovery's bumps and slowing downs being par for course flipped upside down and I let myself run down a rabbit hole. I allowed myself to attain a new understanding, a false understanding. I allowed this person to paint me a picture for me to keep. All of a sudden, I review the bumps along the road as detrimental. And then projecting all hell breaking loose in my hip.
Taking a step back, I organize my thoughts. What reality have I thus experienced? In my experience, with bumps par for course, I've only gotten stronger. That is all I know. That is all I have experienced. That is my now. I am good.
As for the future, how my body processes it, existing statistics and side effects, I don't know. I really don't, because it's not real. I know of some of its possibilities. My hip could fail, sure. My hip could also be better than I've ever experienced it.
Next step, choice. Which do I focus on? My mind feels more at ease when I focus on feeling better. It makes me enjoy the journey of getting there. It makes for experiencing the pain of this process with out the suffering. I choose the positive possibility, with mindfulness of acceptance. I choose sitting back on this ride of life, knowing there is more.
When was there a time you've allowed someone else's experience drive your future?