Day 33

It is now Day 33 of the injury.  I'm tired of being in my apartment, tired of not working at my office desk, annoyed by daytime television, slightly starved because it is hard to get food, irritated by the lack of good literature available, sad since my momma can't come take care of me, sick of the construction banging from across the street and overwhelmingly ready to get my life back.  The cold air and beginning blossoming of New York is my goal.  I want to soak it all in.  I especially want to go for a walk in the park, eat at a restaurant and possibly go a little crazy and see a movie in a movie theater.

Mr. Ankle Doctor better take off this cast and allow me to have my life back.  I don't know if I can stop the tears from flowing if he tells me more time is necessary for the "healing process".