Ankle - healing. Dr. appointment Monday should tell more. Spirits - up and down. It's been harder than I expected. Van - dunno yet, am calling body shop to see if it's finished (or if they've started yet). Lawsuit - wait and see how ankle survives through physical therapy and if the screws settle in.
Lovelife - HAH. DOUBLE Ha Ha. Homelife - not bad. My Mom has been amazingly wonderful. I hate to see her go but my Dad misses her :) Katie - Amazing. She refused to talk about the wreck for 2 weeks, then was very intense about it, and lately seems to be coming to terms. At the moment, I'm buried under a collection of puppy dogs and bears, she keeps bringing me little friends. Such a cutie.
Halloween - which is also Mom's birthday - can't wait! Hopefully I'll be able to walk K around, too. Sniffle. That's MY job, dammit :( We'll see what the dr. says. Sigh.
I'm so sorry to still be whining. Two weeks ago today was the accident and I'm still having some issues.
It’s a miracle we’re alive. I’m still pissed that I got hurt. We just wanted to go to Wendy's, dammit, not change my life for the next 3 months. It’s weird bouncing between those two extremes.
For the most part, I’m doing fairly well. The pain is mostly bearable and there are meds for when it does pop up. I tried walking (crutching, still no weight allowed on the broken ankle) around a store yesterday and was so exhausted I could only make it about 20 feet before I wanted to fall over. Mom ran to get me a folding chair just as my good leg was giving away. It’s not used to working so hard. My shoulders ache. So I'm staying in today.
Weird little things are starting to pop up – like it had been about a week since I’d left the house and Mom wanted to go out to some stores yesterday. The dread and anxiety about getting in a car was pretty high – that wasn’t the case right after the accident but now? Later I was watching a NASCAR race on tv and there was a crash. The sound of the metal hitting the wall sent me reeling. It bothered me so much I had to stop watching.
Then this morning, I reached for my car keys to give mom one of the little keychain tags, to earn some more “points” for Katie’s college fund. One of the tags is nearly torn in half, and the remote door fob was all torn up from the crash. I remembered “yeah, that hangs next to my leg …” and started tearing up again.
I didn’t know it was going to be so hard to heal on the inside as the outside.
So – I’m basically doing ok, just struggling a bit. It’ll get better. Just not soon enough ;) And I could use a bottle of wine about now.
My mom has been here 5 days and has been a cleaning maniac. The dining room table is now available for meals. The "stuff" surrounding it is gone. For the first time in the nearly 3 years living in this house, I have a usable dining room! Yay!
The space around the living room chairs is empty of books, bills, clutter. I have kitchen countertops again! Katie has a lovely "art" area for her drawings Every stitch of dirty clothes has been washed and put away. The garbage cans - which were emptied Friday morning - are now filled to overflowing plus an extra bag o'stuff. I'm not sure what all is in there - and frankly, I don't even want to look!
Ahhh. Today was my first trip down the steps in some time (surgery really hurt!) (ding dong).. hang on... a package?
ROFL! JT!!! You nut! mmmmm chocolate... You're my NEW BEST FRIEND!!! *dives in head first*
Go to the Livejournal link at left and then follow links to some cute pictures of my FUN vacation last week and some not so cute pics of the wrecked car (and me) :(
I was in a lot of pain yesterday - I can feel the incision more than anything. So I'm keeping up with the prescription drugs and Motrin for a couple days to let it get to a good start. Usually I'll take one less than prescribed just because .. umm.. I'm tough? (or silly, not sure) but after trying that once yesterday I learned THAT lesson pretty quickly!