A big heavy sigh. UGGG. Six weeks in an ugly clunky boot. That is the latest development with my ankle woes. A simple twist of the ankle on grocery shopping Monday and six months later, here I am. Sidelined. Just what am I suppose to do with three rowdy boys on summer vacation for the next six weeks? Sit? Big heavy sigh. I'm just bummed out.
It could be worse. A woman in the doctor's office waiting room had her foot broken in six places when she was hit by a drunk driver. It could be worse. My friend is finishing up chemotherapy after a breast cancer diagnosis. It could be worse.
I know life could dish out far worse fates, but at the moment I feel like pouting. I don't want to sit around all summer. I don't want to wear an ugly boot. Why wasn't this taken care of months ago? If I had decent medical care this would have all been put to bed by now. Big heavy sigh.
So that's that. I'm left to sit on my bruised/broken tailbone and sigh.
I could use some cheering up folks! Send some love. (Or wine)
Yeah, it could be worse, but that doesn't make it any less annoying to be the mother of three little boys on summer break and have to wear a boot! Since I'm way up here, I can't pop by with wine, but here's some virtual wine:
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Seriously, I hope you are feeling better soon, and send your hubby out for a bottle of Apothic Red... it helps when I'm bummed out.
Dammit, that looked way more like a glass of wine when I was typing it......
ReplyDeleteBig. Fat. Bummer. I'm so sorry that you have to wear that. I'll join the cheer up fest though and sip a glass of wine for ya ;-) Here's counting down 6 weeks and hoping you detail your sanity along the way. Hey, at least you'll have good stuff for your blog!!! Hang in there...
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