Taking Care of Business

I've been able to go to work the last couple of days and everything has gone smoothly. I do have to put my leg up on my desk every now and then which makes it a little challenging to type, but other than that, all systems are go.

An advantage to wearing a brace at work is that everyday is casual day. I have to wear shorts since my brace is too thick for pants to fit over. (Again, thank goodness it's Summer.)

I'm taking steps now with my crutches. I don't want to get too used to the crutches and rely on them for everything. This is the psychological part where I have to trust that I will be okay if I take a step. It can be hard to overcome. I feel like I'm going to collapse like a folding chair. If I'm going to fall, I would rather land like a marshmallow. Perhaps I should eat more.

If I don't gain the ability to walk my dog soon, I'm afraid she's going to disown me. She always asks to go out and I can only look at her and say, "Wait 'til your mommy gets home." It's not like I haven't tried. A few days ago, I made a valiant attempt at walking her.

You see, my dog likes to pull hard on the leash when she's being walked. Despite our best efforts to stop her, she continues to pull like an Iditarod sled dog. I'm sure you can see how this would be a logistical problem. I have to hold the leash in the same hand as the crutch. When she pulls, the crutch goes with her leaving me with an interesting dilemma. How to pull the dog back while balancing on one leg. I can tell you from experience - it doesn't work.