…tonight makes it a week since I broke my ankle. After 4 days in the hospital, I am adjusting to life at home basically secluded to my bedroom. I go back to the surgeon on the 29th and he will take the bandages off my leg, check the incisions, and give me a boot to wear. It will still be non-weight bearing for several weeks after. They opened both sides of my ankle to put in a plate and screws, and if I sleep through a dose of the pain meds, I can tell you exactly where the incisions are, and how long they are, even though I haven’t seen them yet.

My Nook of course decided this would be the perfect time to not turn on for me. This has happened before, but now I fear it may be permanent. I’ve gotten some great stories from all of you and may have to resort to reading them on my phone.

I am trying to stay positive as I am the type who is always on the go, and very independent. My 13 year old has been beyond amazing taking care of me before she goes to school (who knew she could make such awesome coffee!) as well as after school. She texts me during the day to see how I am feeling and to make sure I have taken my pills. I’ve also had friends who have stopped by both here and at the hospital to make sure I have everything I need.

I have been doing puzzle books for days right now, as I tend to fall asleep in the middle of anything and I have a hard time reading when I doze off and then can’t remember the last thing I read, or where I left off. I am hoping that I can get into a more routine sleep schedule as I continue to heal and then devote so many hours a day to reading, writing reviews, etc.

Keep the book suggestions coming, as I have many many weeks of healing ahead of me!