Cabin Fever

(This --my view-- is getting old.)

Today I woke up with the intent of ending this cabin fever. I didn’t get outside at all yesterday and only went upstairs once (to go to bed) so when I woke up this morning, I was excited to know today would be different.

I actually found it less annoying to shower (i.e.: bathe, laid out, with my head under the faucet and right leg propped on toilet seat) …even if I did sit downstairs for most of the day.

Peter got back from St. Louis today and made time to stop by in between traveling and heading to work. It was good to see him, good to have a visitor, good to have someone to talk to... and great to have someone open the front door for me so I could stand on the porch for 5 minutes to get some 'fresh' DC air.

And once Kristen and Laura (roommates) got home from work, we decided to go to dinner at The Heights. Loving Laura’s lingo, I now say -- Bless them!! Laura pushed me in the wheelchair to the restaurant and Kristen pushed me back to the house.

I can't even begin to tell you how good it was to get out for a couple hours. Not to mention, dinner was great, too (crab cake BLT and a glass of pinot noir... what painkillers?)

I am so thankful to have such helpful, fun and easy-going roommates.

My foot was really swollen when we got home, but I have ice on it now, and hopefully it will feel better in the AM... especially since...

Tomorrow I’m planning to go into work.

Kristen said she would help me get on the bus or to catch a cab. I haven’t decided the easiest route yet, but I guess I’ll figure it out before I go to sleep tonight.

Fingers crossed everything goes well.

Currently watching the TV, having another glass of wine and eating chocolate with the roommates on the couch.

Tomorrow is a new day, hopefully the pain will continue to subside. (And I just realized I wrote most of this entry without –until now– mentioning pain. AMEN.)