Hey, kids? Wanna know what's better than trying to human with a headache that never leaves? I'll tell you--trying to human with that headache and a fractured tibia!
It's...something, I guess.
Right now Em-beyond-the-screen's reality consists of:
1. Trying to put weight on the leg;
2. Trying to move and/or walk on the leg;
or:
3. Trying to put weight on the leg AND walk on the leg.
Thrilling stuph, lemme tell you.
The lack of a computer, where all my graphics live, is also starting to make me twitch. Which also makes the leg hurt.
So...yeah. That's where we are. I am so, so tired of the original 1970s everything here, too. You think I'm kidding, but the curtains are Harvest Gold, the striped wooden seats--one in gold pinstriping with teak-stained wood, the other a wine, gold and black wider-striped affair--that chair looks like cherry wood, and who knows, it might not be staining, but actually teak and cherry wood!
And I don't remember the pattern name--it was something like Sunshine Meadow or Meadow Gold--but it's covering the floor, authentic sheet linoleum.
Don't get me wrong--I want to be here. I want to get stronger. I want to do the work. But everything hurts, and walking feels like knives stabbing my feet, and even laying down is a challenge, because at some point, the leg with the fracture will move, or shift, or muscle fibers will pull....just...Argh.
Or maybe auurrooolllgh...
One of those.