Friends make all the difference...

I won't say that I am back to normal, however, I am finding my own funky typing style with the cast on, and that makes me a happy camper. Hung out with friends today. M rubbed my right arm down with Tiger Balm and I am feeling much better. (My right arm has been doing double duty since I broke my left hand). Didn't take any pain pills today during the day because I had driving to do, but will probably pop one soon and get some rest.

I think the Universe is trying to tell me to slow down some. Who knows? I kind of have to for the next four to six weeks... should get the cast off the day Dad & Marlene arrive. Will get a ruling from HR tomorrow as to whether or not I have to work from home for the duration due to dress code issues (can't put on a bra... lol). So, at the very least I'll be working from home tomorrow. Tuesday afternoon I have my follow-up orthopedics appointment.

My left ring finger has turned almost completely purple. No pain on the left hand side, the pain is in my knees (which are badly bruised) and right arm (which is complaining about all the extra work). Talking things out with M today helped me put things into perspective. He's a great sounding board. He knows me pretty well after all these years.

I have things I need to contemplate. I don't like the fact that others perceive me as cold and unloving. I think its my staunch independence that makes it so. Like this whole episode. I drove myself to the ER and back. Slept for four hours and then got up, made the orthopedics appointment, drove myself there, went to lunch, went to the pharmacy, and some 20 hours later, finally relaxed enough to take my first pain pill. I toughed it out. That's when I got maudlin because there was no one there for me. I've either pushed everyone out, or chosen only to keep those who are incapable of being there close to me. I do deserve better, but I'm afraid I wouldn't wish me on anyone. I don't know. I also don't like the fact I haven't remained positive throughout this episode either. I wonder what I'm trying to tell myself.

Anyway, the glass is almost over half full now though, and other than raising philosophical issues to ponder with myself, I'm a whole lot more cheerful than Friday.

Ciao for now.