A short update.
Life moves on. My journal entries are all like “yup, another day, gone” and then we dance and sing. Never mind, there’s no dancing here. And since I STILL have a cold, there’s no singing either. Mostly, I’m bored. My ankle is recovering, I’m applying the oil everyday and spending less time with my leg raised. Though, it falls asleep and becomes painful. Then I’m stuck on the couch for a while waiting for the swelling to go down. I’m removing the boot more often, but I refuse to move without it on. I’m paranoid that I’m going to accidentally come down on that foot and either (best case) experience a lot of pain or (worst case) re-break the bone. But, when I’ve been moving around a lot, like on Tuesdays and Thursdays when I have class, taking the boot off and resting my foot on my two pillows feels wonderful. Bekah keeps telling me that my foot still hurts. Why, yes, it does, sweetheart. I think this is just the waiting week. Still sleeping on the couch, mostly because it’s just convenient now and I don’t have to worry about Hannah at night since I know I can take care of her alone downstairs. I did figure out how to sleep on my sides. It’s awkward, but it’s so much more comfortable than sleeping on my back. I know it takes time for bones to heal, but I’m starting to feel really anxious that my doctor is going to tell me that I have to wait even longer to begin walking on it. I’m not sure how I’ll handle that.