2 Weeks Of Hell!

Well, Sunday marked the two week anniversary of my surgery on my ankle and let me just say that it has been two weeks of pure hell.  The hardest thing for me is going downstairs to smoke.  I basically have to slide down the stairs with my walker, put my coat and crap on, and finally go outside.  When I get out there, I have to sit on a towel so my butt doesn’t get cold and put on a blanket so my foot doesn’t get cold.  When its snowy and/or wet, I have to put a plastic bag on my foot.  All this just for a few cigarettes.  I have tried to quit like 3 times since I broke my ankle but my problem is just that I don’t really want to cope with not smoking at the same time that I am trying to cope with my foot.  Even though I am going through hell and everything takes 40 times longer with my foot, it has not all been bad.  Sunday I went with Jeff and James to the mall and got pushed around in a wheel chair.  Well, I sure hope another few weeks goes by quickly because I am very anxious to get into a walking cast!