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I have surgery today to take out the broken pins... I'm nervous, I'm anxious, I hate the idea of surgery.
I don't like doctors being around me... touching me.. and now I'm wondering what I should wear exactly!... garg.... I'll wear shorts or something... or capris so that they can do the work on my ankle and I probably won't have to get all undressed AGAIN.
I hate this, I hate going in and they're gonna cut me open and blah... turns my stomach.
The insurance co is coming on Thursday morning to look over the house and check up on me and see about how much help I need. but I'm at the tail-end of needing help I think. My friend Sarah has been coming over every few days, about twice a week to help with things like Vacuuming etc. things that involve needing to walk or not use crutches so much.
The house looks SO much better than when I first came home and found it trashed by my now ex-roomie. Of course, there are things to do that will improve it.. such as a carpet cleaner for the disaster the carpet is now in from him. I still need to wash the walls, and the fan in what is now the guest room needs a complete wipe down (something I can only do by standing on a chair.. which, given that I have a bad leg that is still healing from a break, ain't going to happen for a bit).
Dogs and cats are fine, Hedgehog is fine and I have enough groceries to last the month. Overall everything is good on that count.
I miss going to work, I want to be better so I can get up and go to work and bitch about that!
I don't like doctors being around me... touching me.. and now I'm wondering what I should wear exactly!... garg.... I'll wear shorts or something... or capris so that they can do the work on my ankle and I probably won't have to get all undressed AGAIN.
I hate this, I hate going in and they're gonna cut me open and blah... turns my stomach.
The insurance co is coming on Thursday morning to look over the house and check up on me and see about how much help I need. but I'm at the tail-end of needing help I think. My friend Sarah has been coming over every few days, about twice a week to help with things like Vacuuming etc. things that involve needing to walk or not use crutches so much.
The house looks SO much better than when I first came home and found it trashed by my now ex-roomie. Of course, there are things to do that will improve it.. such as a carpet cleaner for the disaster the carpet is now in from him. I still need to wash the walls, and the fan in what is now the guest room needs a complete wipe down (something I can only do by standing on a chair.. which, given that I have a bad leg that is still healing from a break, ain't going to happen for a bit).
Dogs and cats are fine, Hedgehog is fine and I have enough groceries to last the month. Overall everything is good on that count.
I miss going to work, I want to be better so I can get up and go to work and bitch about that!