Legitimately as it happens. My ankle is swollen up like a balloon. I went over on it yesterday while stumbling around the site with another person. I didn't think much of it, but today, my ankle is swollen up like a balloon and I can't put any weight on it. It's possibly sprained on top of everything else - it certainly feels like it - but I can't walk and I certianly can't drive, so at least a day on the couch with a pack of frozen peas is me today.
It gives me a chance to take that step back I wanted to take yesterday, but couldn't. as in I couldn't, cos I felt too guilty. I mean depression isn't really illness is it? It's just feeling a bit down. Everyone feels like it sometimes. What's the point in making a fuss?
These are the things that come through my brain. Who am I to think I am any better or worse than anyone else? I'm not. I'm just like everyone else - but I'm unique in my own way. So maybe this ankle is God's way of tell me I need this day off and I need to make the most of it. There may be more posts during the day while I try and work things out, but it's me that has to work them out. I am allowed to say I'm sick when I'm depressed though, cos it is a sickness. It's an illnes. And sometimes you can throw things like drugs at it, something you can manage it on your own, but sometimes, just sometimes, you need to take a day to figure out what's going on and work out what it is you actually need..........so that's me today. Me and my ankle and my bag of frozen peas.
I don't even eat frozen peas, but somehow there's still some in the freezer.
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