Okay. That's it. I can officially NOT stay cooped up one more minute.

*sigh*

I'm going CRRRRAAAAZZZYYYY! I think asking someone to be cooped up for 6 1/2 weeks is too much. I am dying to get dressed in real clothes and do something. Hell, I'd settle for a trip to Walmart even. And I want a new vehicle. I miss being independent and able to come and go as I wish.

But I get exhausted just getting around my house on my crutches. It's hard to maneuver them with only one good arm. Ugh.

And I swear all I do is sit around and wait to eat my next meal. If I haven't put on 15 pounds over the past 2 months, it will be amazing. LOL I just want to go outside and walk around the block. I mean, physically WALK around the block. Not hobble around the block on crutches.

I'm sick of TV, I'm sick of the computer and I'm sick of my house.

I feel so out of touch with everything out in the real world. I just want to get things back to normal. Ya know?

*sigh*

I think I've officially lost it....