Sunday, April 28, 2013

Recovery


I have to learn to be patient. Being a cripple and hobbling around on one foot and crutches really made me restless and irritable. I noticed that my behavior for the past few days has been rude and snappy to my caretakers. I wonder if other handicapped people go through the same phase. That phase where we just get tired of people constantly asking if we're "ok" or if we can handle it. My foot might be lame but the other one works just fine. It's more of a injured pride thing moreso than an injured foot thing. The point where we realize that we're being "babied" as grown men and women- forced to be dependent on others for miniscule tasks. Regardless of injury, I've gone to parties, a desert camping trip at Joshua Tree for a meteor shower, San Diego, birthday parties, and more. Today is day two without crutches and I can't seem to get around without a limp. At this point, I'm just really hoping that my foot heals up before my travels.

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