Tomorrow is my 52 nd bday. I am not looking forward to it. I still have my atomic boot on,still can't put any pressure on it and my eldest daughter will not be here. I am excited to have my younger daughter back from the beach and really appreciate the fact that she put off her trip to SE Asia in order to spend it with me. My darling husband has been taking good care of me ~ I am being fed and monitored, I am off the heavy narcotics and he has weeded the front garden.
Today we went for a ride in the car. I sat in it while Rob ran errands. We went through McDonalds drive through for breakfast and Rob wanted to attempt SamsClub but I was really scared. I think that this injury is feeding into my isolation. Even though I am really lonely,spending a LOT of time in front of the laptop or TV, my real fear is that this is what my life will look like from now on. Since I have never had any injury that I didn't just "pop" right back from before, the longer this goes on, the worse I worry about this becoming my permanent state. Isolated,alone,bedraggled and pale.
