This morning I got the stitches in my feet removed. The medical assistant, Monique, did an awesome job and was very careful. I had imagined my feet looking so much worse, but they didn't look as bad as I had imagined.
I've been in pain. During the day it's not so bad, but at night, it's sometimes unbearable. I'll start by taking three or four advil, then I take a Norco a few hours later, and by 6 pm I'm taking an Oxy. I slept pretty much all day yesterday, felt exhausted, probably was allowing my body to heal.
This experience has me feeling more empathy for handicap people. When There's no wheel chairs at a store, what choice do they have?
I'm grateful my boyfriend can just pick me up and load me into the car.
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