Crumpet,
Your tops mate!
You've just spent an awfully long time house bound. Of coarse your feeling ickie. Don't worry about it mate, it normal. My wife spent on and off 2 years leg cast bound, and it......
From Mrs. stevenyc
Hi Crumpet - Steve has been keeping updated with your "adventures". Well I've never been as far as having two legs broken at once... yet with what I'm about to share with you, my own little past "adventures", I would say feeling like major crap is in proper order.
I broke my leg at ankle level in May on 1999. It took major atrophy (buying shoes now days is a hole lot of fun, as I've got close to one size difference between each foot, and I'm a major NYC shoe chic), walking around with a broken leg because health insurance wouldn't YET cover for surgery, 2 surgeries, oesteroporosis, bone regenerating machine to wear at leat 12 hours a day, screws, crutches, humping around, feet above my heart, cane... shit loads of tears, of discusting smell coming from the cast, itching, and major pain to the point of insanity with a little reminder, which didn't cheer me up, "at least I'm not paralysed for life"... so this fun regime I lived on and off for 2 years. And in the off bit, I was blessed with a sudden allergy to pennincelin, initially diagnosed as skin cancer, and then later with some sort of blatter infection that kept me hospitalised on and off 2 weeks, initially diagnosed as MS (thank "god" I'm French, and didn't know what MS meant, so I had a good night sleep at the hospital thinking the docs knew what I had, and were going to cure me. My family and friends didn't sleep as well). Then when I was finally cured, walking (major walking for hours on), cleared skin, peeing proper... I was diagnosed with major disk herniation... and another round of surgery, this time in the spine...
All this to say if you feel like crap, HELL you have the damn right to. Due to my frenchness, during my on going "adventures", I kept telling my american aunt, balling like no tomorrow, that I was so "invalid", I felt worthless and WHY ME. My aunt kept telling me that I wasn't invalid but AN INVALID.
I don't know you, and one thing for sure is you are not invalid. You are in pain... the pain will go away. So if you can take all the TLC from your friends and family and trust them if they tell you, you are a fantastic person, take it. They know who you are. The you in pain is just a little part of you and you can decide what and whether or not you have something to get out of it. For me was the recognition of my impatience, and worst acknowledging my insecurities. I always need to show to everyone how strong and perfect I am. Broken, it didn't show a me I wanted to share. Well, people still loved me broken and imperfect. I just need to love myself that way too.
Embrasse the pain and swear a lot. You don't need to be strong all the time. You've got friends who can do that for you.
Heal well.
Mrs stevenyc
