Look, Mina, for me he would never return. But I know I'll have to do it sooner or later. For the moment, with the leg as I have, doctor said I should be home.
The truth is that I need rest. And the physio, which incidentally is a beast, is three hours a day and leaves me feeling like shit. Last Thursday I cried in pain and everything.
great thing about being so, crutches and such is that I can get rid of going to class. So on the one hand, I almost glad to follow injured.
the other, I think it's horrible to be so, without being able to avail myself. These days I think a lot about all the people who depend on anyone for the smallest things, not as I do that some day I'll be all right - or so says the doctor and the physio bestiaja. I
those who are truly evil. In boys and girls who have to crutches for life, and maybe worse. The other day at the mall, saw a very handsome boy who was in a wheelchair. When I looked I knew what I was thinking that I was more fortunate than he.
I also feel this way: despite my broken leg so many sites, all my problems, my parents' divorce and the bitch that I did my best friend, I know there are many people who are worse off than me and not go around complaining all day.
The moment of return to school, and I have to assume it. But for now, do not know how my leg hurts (heh, heh, heh)
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