Time seems to be standing still ~ it's been nearly two weeks since I broke my leg.

Pouring out my heart here, but I didn't realize how difficult using crutches is - I'm not to bear ANY weight, but I do a little shuffle at times, especially when I get up in the night.

Today I rented a wheelchair which might help, but I'm really anxious all of a sudden - scared to do the simplest of things in places I felt comfortable in before - new routines are so difficult.

Thank goodness my son has a drivers permit, having to have him drive has forced me to let him, and it's scary (my brother broke his neck in car accident), and I promised the kids we can go to the mall tomorrow - I'm scared to death!

I met my new T on Wed, she was very nice and kept saying 'oh, I can help with that'...

I'm still not dealing with the reality of not camping and traveling this summer...it's dawning how awfully limited I am.