A Tiny Tim Christmas (or, All I want for Christmas is my two feet)
So, being hobbled has given me a lot of time to reflect and a lot of time to burn. And I have to admit: it's really refreshing to be able to take a time out from what has been a busy few years and just sit. Even if by "sit" I mean wincing in agony at every seating adjustment or casual brush of the covers.
I missed being able to go out and take photos of random things, so I took a shot of my precious crutches. It was setup with much difficulty and, since I couldn't reach the light switch of the room, with a flash I poked into position with a crutch. I had arranged my entire existence into a three foot circle around me: laptop, d70, cellphone, pain and anti-inflamatory medication.
I repent at missing a gathering of my old highschool friends on the weekend while I was bedridden. I repent at missing my boss's first party at her new house where everyone and their brother had been invited. I repent at not buying gifts for people since, well, if I couldn't get it online, I wasn't getting it.
I've rediscovered the time-wasting abilities of the Internet. Watched too many movies. Started playing PS2 again. Thought way too much about the mechanics of using crutches. Slept more in the last two weeks than in the last semester.
I can't wait until I can walk again. But I'll miss sitting here, with everyone kindly attending to me.
I missed being able to go out and take photos of random things, so I took a shot of my precious crutches. It was setup with much difficulty and, since I couldn't reach the light switch of the room, with a flash I poked into position with a crutch. I had arranged my entire existence into a three foot circle around me: laptop, d70, cellphone, pain and anti-inflamatory medication.
I repent at missing a gathering of my old highschool friends on the weekend while I was bedridden. I repent at missing my boss's first party at her new house where everyone and their brother had been invited. I repent at not buying gifts for people since, well, if I couldn't get it online, I wasn't getting it.
I've rediscovered the time-wasting abilities of the Internet. Watched too many movies. Started playing PS2 again. Thought way too much about the mechanics of using crutches. Slept more in the last two weeks than in the last semester.
I can't wait until I can walk again. But I'll miss sitting here, with everyone kindly attending to me.