Points to Melora for keeping her blog updated at a critical time in her progress!
Not.
Sorry. I guess I've meant to update. And now I'm here! The day before I depart to into an undiscovered country. Namely, Witchita.
So what's new? I can walk! Kind of. I am allowed to put 50% of my weight on my left leg. Only several more days now till Tuesday, and then I can put my full weight on it. Right now, I'm hobbling around at school with crutches. And they do have a name! Their name is Dopple/ganger, though it is often difficult to distinguish one from the other. I will admit, I did have help coming up with the genius name Doppleganger. I owe that one to Jasper Fforde, a wonderful writer who writes about...literature. But not in a dry way.
Back to subject!
I have a triumph! I have moved back upstairs to the lighter colored realms. Those of you who have witnessed the happiness of my room know what I am talking about. For those of you who haven't...
My room is a burst of sunshine. The walls are covered with blue, orange, and pink paint, alternately and the walls also slant up at the top. There are even little alcoves that wander off with windows at the end. A pink shag rug adorns the floor while and almost identical blue coverlet reclines on my bed. My bookshelves are stuffed with books which lay haphazard because there isn't enough room. My CDs are in a similar state. In all, my room is an oasis of brightness and happiness and cherrfulness and nicety. And especially since it is smelling like spring outside, my room now smells like nothing is impossible. But then I return to "the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune" as life sometimes feels. But my room is always a reprieve, an escape, to these feelings. So moving back upstairs has been feeling like a kind of heaven for me. I can drive now, by the way. I'm a fairly good driver, so this has been such a lovely thing for me.
By the way, not to damper the feeling, but yes, to damper the feeling, my next surgery is already scheduled for June11. yay.
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Mel, I'm glad you're back to your room and are feeling better! You are an inspiring person! Love you!
i like the description of your room. it so accurate and it just made me feel happy reading it! :D
haha me: im gonna miss these crutches!
you: ... *that fun little half glare you do. well..
me: *hugs crutches while managing to somehow get them in your skirt.
you: i feel violated by my own crutches!
me: tehe :D
you: well youll see them again...
me: i will?
you: like this summer...
me: whats this summer????
you:......... im having another surgery...
me: WHAT. *runs away before C attacks.
post script: actual event. :D the many adventures of you an i.
Haha. That was great. June had to leave 20 minutes before you did. hehe.
Yes. But now you get to become acquainted with my cane, because:
(sung to tune of the William Tell Overture)
I can walk, I can walk, I can
walk
walk
walk
I can walk, I can walk, I can
walk
walk
walk!!!!!
Yeah!
In honor of the occasion, I have prepared a "yeah haiku":
Ditching crutches yeah
When I woke in the morn yeah
My limp felt good yeah
Not the best, but there you go, Abigail.
At least it'll be your last one for a while! And you'll get just as much support, if not more, for sure. That kinda rhymed.
Oddly enough, Dopple/Ganger is one that you can't attribute to Fforde. It was in the Looking Glass Wars (which I think Ashley still has. Yeah, I know this was an old post, but oh well.
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