It occurred to me that, while I often mention my injury or identify as disabled, I don’t really talk about what it’s like to live with this injury. I think people get confused, because some days they see me doing things that make it look like I’m a-ok, and the next day I can’t even get out of bed. The fact is if you don’t have an injury like this, or chronic illness or disability, you don’t know what it’s like, and you really won’t unless something happens to make you end up in that position. Before the spinal
Trauma to the body is difficult to deal with when you’re not already saddled with mental illnesses like depression or PTSD. Those ghosts taking up residence in my brain made it that much harder to accept.
Look at my website and tell me how pretty it is! Also, news on my leg, my mom’s book, and Fifty Shades of Drinking.
So while I’m recliner-bound for 2 months I’m planning on getting a lot of writing done.
I know, I’m bummed about it too.
Apparently I have weird-shaped legs. Also I suck at picking out birthday gifts for myself.
I broke my femur, but I still don’t know if there is also tendon or ligament damage. My future is as fuzzy as it was a few days ago.