Well, my Thanksgiving plans ended quickly yesterday morning as I was going to work and hit ice on my porch steps and landed in my driveway with a 'pop' or 'crack.'
I was blessed in the fact that my hubby who usually kisses me good-bye and closes the door, was outside with me when I went down. Being the stubborn and very scared person I was, I wouldn't let him help me up, so I crawled into the house and then he helped me stand.
Propped my leg up, applied ice and some Ibuprofen and prayed it would go away. Four hours later, in the emergency room, Xrays are showing no breaks in my ankle or knee, but I am not to sure, this feels like a bone issue not a ligament issue & being the Greatest Clutz on the planet, I should know!
They loaded me with a Percocet the size of an Alka Seltzer, put me in a knee immobilizer and told me I could go back to work. I am not sure how that works, since I have to drive and then go up a flight of stairs.
Yet, I can't stay home, I need to earn money.
We heat with only fire, so being able to heat the house when hubs is at work is going to take some figuring out.
All I know, is I upset 3 little kids when we decided I couldn't make the drive for our traditional visit to Keyport. I have tried to remain positive, but truth is, I can't anymore. I have spent more time in casts and immobilizers and on canes and walkers in the last 3 years than an 80 year old senior with a broken hip. Matter of fact, the 92 year old man across the street from me is in better physical health than I am.
I just can't do this anymore! It seems the more I try to get out of debt, the worse it gets. My jobs don't have any disability, so no work means no check!
I am tired of not being able to get around & having to depend on others all the time! I just want to go to sleep and not wake up, I have had it!
Last night it hurt so bad and I couldn't get up with this brace on and hubs starts yelling at me telling me my tears can stop as they weren't tears of pain but pity and he wouldn't feel sorry for me, so I needed to stop. Which of course, made me cry more! I told him it was okay to sit on the pity pot as long as I didn't stay on it!
I hate this year, I hate the loss of my parents and now this!
I am sorry this isn't a cheerful Thanksgiving post, but honestly, I don't feel very thankful right now, I feel pretty stupid for talking my husband into moving to Washington and quitting a good job and life stinks right now!