This morning began at Salina Ortho with an 8:30 AM appointment and the news I had been praying for: no surgery on my foot 🙌. Every hard, humbling day spent in a wheelchair over the past month truly paid off. Slowing down, resting, and faithfully following the doctor’s orders mattered more than I can explain.

The plan moving forward feels clear and doable: three more weeks in the boot, with two of those being non-weight-bearing. After that, I should only need about a week in the boot before transitioning into tennis shoes 👟✨. Progress with a plan—that felt really good to hear. Eric also gave me the green light—no more sling needed 🙌. That felt incredibly freeing.

Eric Jesko at Salina Ortho, who has been working closely with me throughout this process, has been such a gift. I truly appreciate—and love—his enthusiasm, and Johnny did too. He made this season feel hopeful and encouraging, and that meant more than he probably knows.

He told me I’ve done great. My husband has been so proud of me—and honestly? I’m proud of myself too. Before we even left for the appointment, I loaded the dishwasher for the first time in a month—a small thing that felt like a really big win.
After wrapping up my ortho appointment and hearing the good news, Johnny wasted no time turning it into a celebratory Starbucks moment ☕🤍. He knew—just like I did—that this milestone deserved to be marked.

From there, today’s news met my healing journey in the very best way.

Thanks to my husband’s connection with Dave Sanderson, the owner of Southwind Physical Therapy, Johnny shared my contact information with Dave, and one simple text turned into a same-day miracle. Dave reached out, and before I knew it, I was scheduled this afternoon. He’s another kind, high-energy gentleman, and I’m so thankful for how quickly people step up and help when you truly need it.

At 1:00 PM, I worked with Tish—an absolute doll. During our session, she shared that she’s been there from the very beginning, nearly 20 years. There’s something grounding about being guided by someone with that kind of experience and heart.

Tish stretched my arm, checked my range of motion, and tested hand strength—celebrating progress right alongside me. She was impressed with how strong my right hand is, which felt incredibly encouraging!

💪 Right hand: 75 lbs
💪 Left (dominant) hand—the side I broke my humerus on: 68 lbs

Certain range-of-motion exercises came with a pinch (not a punch 😉), but even that discomfort felt freeing—because today I took my sling off for good. Truly liberating.

For the first time in a full month, I drove myself to physical therapy 🚗✨—another milestone. I arrived using my knee scooter, and a kind gentleman held the door for me twice on the way in 🤍. On the way out, I did it all on my own. Small moments. Big meaning.

Even in recovery, life and purpose kept moving. Keith headed to our place for our normal daily meet-up, while earlier he had attended the meeting at Salina Homes. He filled us in when he arrived and helped us tackle some of the regular tasks we’re intentionally putting into motion for The Klassen Group-SalinaHomes. It felt good—steady, aligned progress. Also.. between ortho and physical therapy appts.. I continued reaching out to hair clients making sure they’re taken care of!!

This season has given me a lot of think-time. And something I’ve come to realize is that my self-talk wasn’t always kind in my younger years. Healing has softened that voice. Today, I can honestly say this: I like myself a lot. That’s growth I don’t take lightly.

My family has taken incredible care of me. My friends have checked in, prayed, and shown up. I am so thankful for all the prayers—and I truly believe the Good Lord has been looking out for me this whole time 🙏.

I’ve also found myself questioning the future of hairdressing as my body matures and heals from injuries—past and present. One day at a time. I know I’m doing what I was called to do, because I wouldn’t have the willpower to return otherwise.

I can feel an awakening that only comes from trust—energy returning, excitement building, and a quiet confidence that what’s ahead is being prepared. With just a couple weeks left at home, I’m getting ready for what’s next.

I am deeply thankful to be alive. If that ladder had been just two inches another direction, I likely would have gone through the glass. That truth keeps me grounded and grateful.

I’m counting my blessings and getting geared up for 2026 ✨. With just a couple weeks left at home, I can feel an uptick of excitement building. A few things are about to get underway…

I followed the doctor’s orders.
I showed up.
I healed a little more.

Stay Rosy,
Amber 🤍🤟