My Daily Ramblings

life as an ice-dancer, student, dog owner, and a teenage girl.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Learning to Walk Again

Although the surgery went well and I am in almost no pain, the crutches have gotten on my nerves. I have become determined to walk without them because they are just in the way. I don't want to over do it and risk tearing anything again, but I am not in any pain, so why not walk without crutches? I've started putting more and more weight on my foot when I use the crutches and sometimes (especially at night), I'll just leave the crutches behind. There is no use taking them into the bathroom with me, right? There are enough walls and counter-tops to hold onto if need be. Anyways, so far so good. I haven't been too much of a klutz. Honestly, I thought I was going to be terrible at using crutches, but I guess when you actually need them, you seem to figure out how to work them.

On another note, my dad and I went back to my apartment today to finish packing up all the electronic stuff that had too many wires and cords for me to deal with. I got to see a bunch of my good friends and they even were sweet enough to help my dad and I pack a bit. I'm not much of a help these days with my two extra legs so I was so appreciative of their help. We even took a break to get gelato and Capigiro (only the best gelato ever). Today I got bing cherry and strawberry. It was delicious. I am definitely going to miss Capigiro in the south. I guess I'll have to start making my own gelato. I knew that ice cream maker would come in use someday.

So basically my apartment is all packed up in boxes. It is kind of sad. I have spent the past three years of my life there and it is going to be really sad to leave. I have had so many good memories in that place and I can't believe that it is already time to leave. I feel like I just signed the lease. Even my friends thought it was weird today. Everything is in boxes and it no longer looks like the cozy apartment we used to have potluck parties in every Thursday night. I think it is going to be really hard to walk out of the apartment next week and turn in my key. I get kind of teary-eyed every time I think about it.

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