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Friday, December 23, 2005


Crutches suck.
Happy Festivus!

I just finished watching the new live action Peter Pan movie... it was so good! I cried when Tinkerbell died, then again at the end... but I cry a lot so that's no surprise. Gosh, I really want that movie now, I hope I get it for Christmas.

I wish I knew how to work my digital camera, I could upload a pic of my post-op ankle! But I'm still technologically retarded, darn. I nearly slipped while I was using my crutches yesterday, and my pain took a backseat to the lecture mom gave me. I'm halfway doing the splits and gasping in pain and my mom is behind me going, "Cassie! Oh my God, are you hurt? You're doing the follow through, the doctor said not to do that! What's your problem?" At this point, I'm still gasping in pain. "You can't do that until he says you can do it, you need to take smaller steps! Don't go through the crutches, just come up to them. We paid good money for that surgery, and if you tear those stitches..." By now I've gotten up (still gasping) and hobbled off. Clearly, crutches were made for people with much more coordination than I have. Humph.

And if you've read this far, you have a great deal of patience. Or boredom. Or both.

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