I just noticed that my twitter account is at 4790 updates. That’s alot of stuff on my mind…but more than that, its alot of words on my keyboard.
I joined twitter.com when I had rolled my ankle out of sheer necessity to do something that would take my mind off the total bummer of being immobile. Whenever I would start to feel frustrated over my inability to do what I really wanted to do, I would tweet about something that was immediately on my mind, even if it was second to being sad.mad.frustrated at my physical condition.
It’s been around 6 weeks now, my ankle is still folded, still swollen, my mobility still limited – and although I can do alot of excercise, I can’t really do everything I love doing – i.e. hiking, bellydance, step, salsa…I get depressed just thinking about it.
anyway, this particular post doesn’t really have any relevance whatsoever besides the hope that perhaps I will read it and get my ass into the doctor’s office to see what the heck could be wrong with the ankle. After 2 surgeries since January on this leg, I really am sad that I still have a prolonged rehabilitation. I’m SO READY to move forward. progress. live. etc. I never thought that I would hit more than 500 updates, Dr. Marks had told me that I would be back to normal in 2 weeks. I’m really hoping that the 5kth post doesn’t make me mad and sad.
it seems like 2009 has devoted itself to providing obstacles to my left leg…I really need to figure out a way to win the war, even after feeling like I’ve lost some of the battles. Word up.
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