Oct 12, 2004 12:17
Had my last appointment with Dr. McAtee, today. The x-rays look great and you can hardly tell the one side of my ankle was broken. Some hospital in Oregon is gaining an excellent doctor. He's getting out of the Army and moving onward. I think he's one of the better surgeons I have encountered over the years. Straight forward and not giving false hope. He would say things like, "This is what should happen, but let's watch your progress and see how things go for you." That's a lot more honest answer in my book than "you will be healed by this point in time."
I keep wanting to turn on my Sims 2 game today and get lost in it for a while, but something in my head is saying, "Let me out, damn it, let me out," and so, I write. I have a house to pick up as well, but that will also keep while I get my thoughts into tangible form. Some things that I write are for stories and others are trippings down the pathways of my mind that I don't readily share with all people. There are some doors into our own minds that are hard to allow others past. I think that my thoughts on past lifes and a few other subjects are like that. Some folks are offended by those things for religious or other reasons and rather than offend anyone, I keep those things separate. Sometimes, I feel like I've been leading a double life, but the truth is, I'm not the only person that does not open their inner depths to every person they know. I'm honest about it, I think, while I limit who I open those discussions with, I am always willing to talk to anyone that will take the subject seriously or at least respect that I do and not begin one of those "ha, ha, you're a moron" speeches that people with differing opinions are so often subjected to.
I have this relaxation CD going that came with a gift box of various bath salts. It's doing its job, I start getting floaty when I listen.
sims_2,
music,
broken bones,
writing,
uhbs,
military