Jan 07, 2011 - 7:51 pm
Or the other way around actually. Was trying really hard to make it through the holidays and stay strong. But...on Christmas Eve I fell on the stairs and broke my foot!. The ER doc at the small country hopital said he couldn't really tell but thought I had a minor fracture and sent me home with instructions to stay off it a few days. Fast forward to yesterday, still in a lot of pain so I went to my own ortho. And of course it's fractured in two diffrent places and now I have a cast from toes to knee. So as I sit here in a haze of percocet, trying to get around with crutches I realize how alone I really am without him.
Will it ever end ?