I had my knee surgery on December 19th. I was in a lot of pain for about the first week, especially when trying to walk or sit or breathe. Getting up into bed was too painful so I ended up sleeping on couches (mine, my mom's, and my grandma's) for a week and a half. That pretty much screwed up my back, so now I have pain in two places to worry about.
I did have a great holiday. Mike drove me down to my mom's on the 24th before he left me for a month to go to Australia. My mom, aunt and I had Christmas eve dinner at the dining table (WHAT??). Christmas morning we opened presents. I got a Dyson vaccum (yes!!!!) and a
Harvey's Seatbelt Bag (yes!!!!). Then I went down to my grandma's at the beach and had Christmas with the big fam (I think 26 people were there). I got some clothes, another cute purse from my sister, and some money. Score. I wasn't feeling well the rest of the night, so I ate dinner and then laid on the couch for the rest of the night. I was at my grandma's until the 29th, and really had a great time. In addition to my dad, stepmom and sister, my Aunt Phoebe, Uncle Frank, Aunt Sis, and cousins Mollie, Estella, Tony, and Elena were also staying there (plus Grandma!) so it was a full house. It felt great to have so many loving people around. Other family members were also in and out at all times. We went to the movies, ate big family dinners every night, sat out on the beach drinking wine, and just had a great time.
On the 29th my dad took me back to my mom's where I plopped on the couch, worked remotely, and watched a lot of CNN/HGTV. Mom made a lot of good food and it was good to spend time with her.
Now, after two weeks of loving family, I am home and alone. I can't go anywhere because I have to wear this leg brace for another MONTH which means I can't drive. Being here alone is such a stark contrast to my holiday. Its pretty depressing. I am so bored. There is nothing on tv and I can't really do much else. My cats won't leave me alone since they were attention deprived for the last two weeks. I keep crying at everything, stupid movies, makeover shows, everything. To top everything off I have to try to go to work next week. Its going to be a combination of rides from my very nice co-worker and taking the bus. I can't wait for Mike to come home, but he won't be back until the 19th. Two weeks seems like an eternity...