Post by eightangryreindeer on Jun 27, 2012 9:48:05 GMT -5
First my house keys.
Then today he tried to make off with my plastic spoon which was on my breakfast tray, almost made it, too.
Now he is playing with a bottle of my pills, under my bed. They were under my nightstand about two minutes ago where they had fallen earlier this morning.
Post by eightangryreindeer on Jun 27, 2012 9:49:25 GMT -5
Also, welcome to this spotlight on my current life - things fall on the floor and may sit there for a long while before I can incorporate picking them up in my next series of concerted movements.
pretty good. I posted some gross pics yesterday. The cast is off but I was kind of down in the dumps yesterday anyway... I'm tired of not being able to shower without assistance and I'm realizing that there is a lot of pain in my future before I get to the prize. This is going to be some shitty physical therapy.
I am three weeks in, I guess I have my moments but I am not doing too bad.
OH, and I cannot stand having to ask Nigel to do everything for me. Can I have this, can you carry this over here, can you bring this to me, can you bring my plate in; THIS is driving me fucking bonkers.
oh laptop. ({) I can imagine this must be really getting to you. I missed the pictures yesterday. Did you have casts on BOTH feet? Jesus H! When does your PT begin? What does it entail? Have you even been able to drive at all?
I think I have a stress fracture in my right foot and haven't made the call yet b/c I'm scared of having to wear some weird air cast and needing crutches.