Since my husband’s been home thanks to the corona, we’ve been moving my legs more and more. It’s all been leading up to getting me into my chair. Today was that day. I wish I could say that it worked and I got into my chair. But I can’t. The pain in my lower back, my hips, and my knees was so excruciating I couldn’t do it. I was scared we were going to fracture another bone in my back. I’m so angry and bawling like a little kid. I’m angry at myself that I just didn’t bite the bullet and have them throw me into my chair. The pain was/is worse than the contractions I experienced giving birth to my son. 😢
We will try again, hopefully tomorrow. But after today, I’m scared… so scared. It really feels like I’ll never get out of his bed. I am bedridden in every sense of the word. I know I say it all the time, but wow, did my doctors drop the ball in 2013. And wow, did Independence Blue Cross fuck me in regards to Rehab. It just sucks knowing that there is no way to get help. We can’t do it alone. I’m thankful that tomorrow is my counseling appointment as I’m falling apart right now. I’m so disappointed in myself that I couldn’t do it. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am.
Oh well…
Have courage and be kind.
Making it Through the Rain 
Oh my, you shouldn’t be disappointed with yourself! Just think, how many people would honestly say about themselves what you just did?! I tried, and it didn’t work. Most people wouldn’t speak about their defeat. You DID try. And you have courage 🙂
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Thank you for that. It was a moment of overwhelming something. LOL I spoke with my counselor about it this morning. You’re right, I tried and that’s the most important thing! ♥️
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