Week four of being broken
I'm into Week Four of bed rest and wheelchair manuevering (I broke my ankle for those out of the loop) and I'm equal parts okay with it, and sick to freaking death of it.
I know it's good to rest and keep the external fixator on for the full duration to really stabilize everything. And I want that. I want to walk normally when this is all over with.
At the same time, I want to go outside (can't cause of the slight ledge to step into my parents house). Speaking of, I had to move back in with my parents, which is something I had nevernevernever planned on doing. I want to drive. I want to go to shows like I had planned. God forbid, I miss going to work.
Thank god for mindless afternoon tv, my mom and my sister adjusting their work schedules to help me (Shell is now back to normal hours), the internets -- and even Comcast, who only took three days to fix what they screwed up. Magazines, books, my co-workers, my puppies, my friends, my neighbors here, and my students. All of whom have kept me sane, laughing, connected to the world outside, brought me food, crazy stories and gossip and have given me short term goals to keep me focused.
I know it's good to rest and keep the external fixator on for the full duration to really stabilize everything. And I want that. I want to walk normally when this is all over with.
At the same time, I want to go outside (can't cause of the slight ledge to step into my parents house). Speaking of, I had to move back in with my parents, which is something I had nevernevernever planned on doing. I want to drive. I want to go to shows like I had planned. God forbid, I miss going to work.
Thank god for mindless afternoon tv, my mom and my sister adjusting their work schedules to help me (Shell is now back to normal hours), the internets -- and even Comcast, who only took three days to fix what they screwed up. Magazines, books, my co-workers, my puppies, my friends, my neighbors here, and my students. All of whom have kept me sane, laughing, connected to the world outside, brought me food, crazy stories and gossip and have given me short term goals to keep me focused.