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Sometimes, it's almost enough to make a person feel guilty for having been having a good day. It's like... what right do I have to be happy, when children are murdered in Kandahar?
But I'm trying not to feel like that, because my misery won't make things better for them, and I've been miserable so much, lately.
Still, I don't feel up to the post I'd been about to make.
Update in the life of Sami: on Tuesday of next week, I'm scheduled for day surgery, a hopefully-minor operation to remove the third screw from my ankle, the one that locks my tibia and fibula together. The bones should be healed enough, and the membrane between the two bones, which was torn by the initial trauma, should also now be repaired, that being why I had to spend twelve weeks with a screw between the bones that is why I'm *still* not allowed to walk, and which is now the primary *cause* of pain in my ankle.
After the screw is removed, I'm allowed to put weight on the foot again, although it's going to take some time for me to be able to walk normally again, not least because the muscles in my left leg are pretty thoroughly atrophied after three months of disuse.
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