Well, this "in-house" imprisonment is taking its toll. I imagine this is what it feels like to a bird who is caged or even a wild animal in a zoo. I would be flying back and forth or pacing back and forth, if it would not hurt my foot more. Further injury would make this "imprisonment" much longer.
I do nothing but watch reruns on TV while sitting and eating. I do not have any real junk food so I eat other stuff - anything I can find. No excess walking and no exercise is really boring - and fattening.
My neighbors stop by and visit and I would be totally bonkers if they did not come. I really appreciate it. I know I should be happy that I did not injure myself more seriously, but emotionally, I am suffering. I am not ready to be an invalid - I am still too young.
My future plans for an adventure have been put on hold. This saddens me, too. I moved to Pensacola for the beach, but also for the closeness of other interesting places that were just a day's drive or less from there. THAT is what I had planned for 2018. Discover new places and adventures. Thus far, the only places I have gone are the places shown to me on TV and those I discover reading my mystery books.
Well, enough of this "pity party." I need to drink my coffee and see what is on my TV reruns. (Oh, I have Netflix and Acorn TV, but I watch them at night so my dreams are nice.) I am sleeping quite a bit. I do not know if it is because I need it to heal or if it is an escape from the real world. At this point it does not matter.
I do nothing but watch reruns on TV while sitting and eating. I do not have any real junk food so I eat other stuff - anything I can find. No excess walking and no exercise is really boring - and fattening.
My neighbors stop by and visit and I would be totally bonkers if they did not come. I really appreciate it. I know I should be happy that I did not injure myself more seriously, but emotionally, I am suffering. I am not ready to be an invalid - I am still too young.
My future plans for an adventure have been put on hold. This saddens me, too. I moved to Pensacola for the beach, but also for the closeness of other interesting places that were just a day's drive or less from there. THAT is what I had planned for 2018. Discover new places and adventures. Thus far, the only places I have gone are the places shown to me on TV and those I discover reading my mystery books.
Well, enough of this "pity party." I need to drink my coffee and see what is on my TV reruns. (Oh, I have Netflix and Acorn TV, but I watch them at night so my dreams are nice.) I am sleeping quite a bit. I do not know if it is because I need it to heal or if it is an escape from the real world. At this point it does not matter.
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