My right leg is stuck in a cast, I thought it was a simple sprain, until the x-ray showed a small fracture in my ankle.
6 weeks looks like a life time, the crutches makes that reality even worse. Yes, I've cried my eyes out, and shockingly gone down the superstitious road, blaming the witches in my village_ they must have caused the fall :D
The gloomy feeling, is lifting_ hell it could have been worse.
Comparatively, everything that use to be so big, seems so small_or that's just my mind in an escape mode.
I'm on countdown, come Monday; 5 weeks.