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Covetous, with anxiety in the pit of my stomach. Not fun.
Mixed feelings, really. Glad on the one hand. Anxious an scared that won't make the progress expected in ma rehab/recovery over tha next 3 months that ma consultant surgeon is hopin' for.
And at the moment, really pissed off that ma sister f***in' lectured me that "Ye should be weight-baring on baith legs, ye were hopin' aboot in yin leg fur tha past few weeks when ye were in plaster".
Aye, and... yer point bein' what, exactly? So, yer tellin' me ah didnae lotse any strength in either o' ma legs over the last month ataw?! Nane whatsoever? Despite huvin multiple surgeries done within the space of over 3 hours. GTF! :veryangry: Ye expecting me tae be dancin' a f***in' jig or summit tha same day ah git ma plaster casts off, like? Aye right. Eh, ah think you'll find am daein this oan ma terms alone, no yours.
So there's 2 options available here. Either help me or f*** off!!
You'll be just fine. Do it on your own terms and you'll make the proper recovery. All the best to ya.
Now as far as how im feeling today. It's dark....oh so dark. The really bad thoughts came back into my mind again after having a little relief from it yesterday. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE MAN CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME LIVE A NORMAL LIFE?
Ye think so? Not doubtin' you, more maself, really.
Cheers for those kind, and much appreciated, words o' support, nonetheless. :thumbup:
Once again, ah huv empathy with you. Ah go through that exact same struggle as well. And sorry tae hear yer time withoot those bad thoughts wus oh so brief. :sad:
That's awful. I hope you'll feel better soon.
I have only ever had a stomach flu (if that's what you have?) when I was in foreign countries. It usually lasted a week or 2 and there was nothing I did that made it better. Except drinking coca cola, that helped my stomach feel a little better.
Thanks a lot. ::
No, it's not the flu... there's no fever or real 'sick' feeling. It's just lethargy, exhaustion and horrible pain and/or nausea after eating anything. I have a really hard time getting out of bed and even though I get really hungry, I can't eat much.
Last night I cooked some chicken and could only make it through 4 small pieces. I can barely stand eating anything... I just had some yogurt and my stomach feels like a balloon.
I ate a lot of really crap food on my trip and at least once I suspected that a bottle of water I bought was actually refilled with tap water. Yes, they do that here... and it means horrible things for the people who drink it.
I am seriously in awe of the incredibly shitty string of events that has befallen me since December.
Wonderin' if it's even worth it anymore - livin', y'know? Cuz things dinnae seem be in ma favour most o' tha time. Really, am just exist tae make others happy or - to be really honest - make other folk glad they're not huvin tae struggle day in day oot with tha shite ah huv tae endure everyday of ma life.