No one ever died of boredom....

Jan 04, 2009 19:55

It just feels like I might have. This staying in bed and resting is getting old. As one would assume it might, it limits quite a bit of what you can do. Yet again, not rocket science. But it's easier to not break anything while you are being very still in a cushy bed.

Tomorrow is the big check-up with the surgeon to make sure that we haven't grown anything in the wrong direction or misplaced a few screws. I'm looking forward to this to look at the stitches and find out how well I've been progressing. I just hope the prognosis is good. I could use some reassurance that we'll be getting back to normal in the not too distance future.

I have to say, I really miss being able to just walk. I took it way too much for granted. Lesson learned.

Now if I can just get Alex to dig out my fabric box and some sewing supplies, maybe I can get all crafty. Instead of the last week of being sucked into the computer/iPhone/TV.

Meh de meh meh.

broken ankle death by boredom

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