When you fracture your leg, you realize all the things you take for granted.

like the ease of taking elevators without worrying about the door closing on your crutches..

or the ease of stepping off escalators..

or the way you used to slam your foot down on the floor to get rid of pins and needles.


nope. a fracture is really a bitch. i feel so inadequate. I feel small. I hate how my poor maid comes looking for me at 1pm, worrying about my lunch for me. I hate how she fusses over me like a little kid and how reliant i am on her. she's already so busy. and i'm just sitting on my ass.


stupid foot. WAE SO TROUBLESOME?