Long Waits

After over a week of being stuck in the flat, desperately wishing I could do ANYTHING other than lie in my bed.

Or could be bothered to motivate myself to do anything productive with my time off, like learn a new skill or catch up on my blog.

It is doom day. The day I go to see a specialist and he hopefully takes me out of this dark tunnel of complete uncertainty and unknowing.

I have to admit, I’m a little nervous.

It doesn’t help that everyone has to work and my family are so far away.But I chose to come to New York, so that’s what happens. Sometimes you have to be a grown up and go get poked and prodded on your own.

The worst bit of it all is losing the ability to do basic things on my own. Even going to get a glass of water from the kitchen is a struggle and I’m too proud sometimes to ask someone to do it for me.

The other problem is that New York does not cater for people with disabilities! Christ. That’s been a fast learning curve. Next to no subway stations have lifts. There are people everywhere – something I normally love now makes me hyperventilate. There is rubbish everywhere that crutches get stuck in. People open doors in your face and don’t care. And nobody, NOBODY willingly gives up their seat on the subway. *%&£”%”&^

Fingers crossed the outcome is good. Just a little bit of physical therapy and I can get back to running and rowing and squatting and jumping and lifting scary weights above my head. And I don’t have to wear this ugly thing on my leg anymore! And I can get a good night sleep again!


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