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Jan. 5th, 2003 08:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tanaiseMy life is just thrills a minute. I pulled my plantar's Fascia walking with my friend and her boyfriend Friday--I walk slowly, not because I can't walk faster but because when I walk faster I pull my PF. which I forget. So I woke up Saturday and my foot hurt. not quite can't put it on the ground hurt, but certainly close enough to that for me. It was fairly uck outside anyways, and I hadn't had any plans, so I just kicked back and sat with my foot bandaged and up all day (I did have to go grocery shopping so shelle and rob would have things to eat, but due to freakishly waking up at 10, I was done by 1, and just sat around being pathetic for the rest of the day.
The most annoying things about having to have my foot wrapped at all times: If it's not wrapped exactly right, my toes tingle a lot and fall asleep at the drop of a hat. My toes get cold easily. If my foot is propped up, it falls asleep even easier yet. It's hard to wear a sock with it like that. It's even harder to wear shoes. Showering, the one thing I *can't* do in a bandage really hurts. But I can walk. I can stand and cook dinner last night and lunch today. I walked to meeting. I don't *need* shoes on at all times, though it probably would be better if I wore them anyways. It doesn't throb persistently while I'm trying to do other things.
We all went to meeting today, which was really nice. It started snowing while we were there, so they decided to head home instead of going to the holocaust museum. But while we were there, and while I was watching the snow flakes through the window as we sat in silence (Silence in the winter months is a lot louder than silence the rest of the time. Coughs, sneezes, and *lots* of sniffles are part of silence in the winter.), I was thinking about snowflakes and life and the freaky people like Ashcroft. They are related, you'll see.
See, when you watch snowflakes from a distance, it looks uniform and planned. they're all falling the same way at about the same speed. But when you look at them up close, they're all doing their own thing. They're not falling in anything resembling a coherent pattern. they're going side ways, they're moving at different speeds, they're floating back up. But they all get to the same place in the end. Which is life.
The most annoying things about having to have my foot wrapped at all times: If it's not wrapped exactly right, my toes tingle a lot and fall asleep at the drop of a hat. My toes get cold easily. If my foot is propped up, it falls asleep even easier yet. It's hard to wear a sock with it like that. It's even harder to wear shoes. Showering, the one thing I *can't* do in a bandage really hurts. But I can walk. I can stand and cook dinner last night and lunch today. I walked to meeting. I don't *need* shoes on at all times, though it probably would be better if I wore them anyways. It doesn't throb persistently while I'm trying to do other things.
We all went to meeting today, which was really nice. It started snowing while we were there, so they decided to head home instead of going to the holocaust museum. But while we were there, and while I was watching the snow flakes through the window as we sat in silence (Silence in the winter months is a lot louder than silence the rest of the time. Coughs, sneezes, and *lots* of sniffles are part of silence in the winter.), I was thinking about snowflakes and life and the freaky people like Ashcroft. They are related, you'll see.
See, when you watch snowflakes from a distance, it looks uniform and planned. they're all falling the same way at about the same speed. But when you look at them up close, they're all doing their own thing. They're not falling in anything resembling a coherent pattern. they're going side ways, they're moving at different speeds, they're floating back up. But they all get to the same place in the end. Which is life.
