Monday, February 04, 2008

OK, I'm done

I'm sick of recovering. I want it over. I am tired of being sore. Of wearing out after a couple of hours of anything. Naps are great, but I hate needing them. I want to be able to run both hands through my hair without bending in half. To wear a cami. To pick up my cats. All that.

I feel petulant and sullen - I'm being a whiner - I could be in a far worse spot and stuff generally improves every day (except when I set myself back by falling down the stairs), but I just want to GO!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This too shall pass. I promise. Soon spring will come with flowers and gardening. Vacation in Cape Vincent. Fun, family, people who love you and are thankful to still have you. Hang in there. Mom