The night was long and tough. My knee doesn’t hurt as much but my leg feels like a bar of iron. The pressure underneath the cast builds up sometimes to the point where I believe it will explode. I took one Vicodin around 2:00 a.m. since I kept shifting the weight and waking up my husband.
Although I slept after, I have no idea if it’s better or nor to take the pain killers.
Breakfast and moment of discouragement. But then I force myself and brush my teeth, wash my face and comb my hair. I put a bathrobe on and haven’t been in bed or on the sofa since ten o’clock.
I work on my blog and submit a query to an agent.
I take a break and rest for a little while. My leg is stiff and I hope it is the normal healing process.
Can’t wait for Thursday although I am a little anxious too. Human beings get used to anything and for now I’m used to this kind of pain and dread the next step.
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