a lesson learn hard

I had a fall on Good Friday. It was a bad fall. As a result of this, I had three standard steel plating and fifteen screws as part of the body weight that I should carry in the coming two years.
The recovery was pains taking. The physical and emotional traumas were unbearable at the beginning. As the pains slowing fading, my emotional was very much difficult to play with.
As i prayed to God, I ask why He let this things happen to me, for He knows that I can bear such pain, I cried a lot before i knocked off. I ask Him what can I learn from this?
Now, 14 weeks after the incident, I learnt the lessons. The slow down lesson.
As I reflect back for the past 40+ years, I hardy walk, I run. I am always on the move. I will do washing, cooking, cleaning, watering, planting at the same time.
I will put the frying on the stove to heat up, while the heating process, i put laundry in the washing machine, and soak those white school shirts that need a touch of hand. Back to the stove, i pour in the oil, i fill the watering can with water. the pan is hot, I put in the fish. Leaving the fish in the pan, I will take the watering can and water the plants. I will take a look at the plant if they need weeding. Then I rush back to the stove, just on time to turn the fish to another side. That will take another 3 minutes, I will do some cutting and preparation for next dish. Before I sent the dish to the dinning table, I will scrub the white shirt before I started the machine.

Now, I can only do one things at a time. I want to get all things above done at the same time as before, but my movement has been very slow now. If I do my cooking, I will just doing the cooking and nothing more. I am having hard time to adjust to this new pace. A brand new version of a slower of me in the making.