YES. All of it, YES. I fell at work nearly two years ago and could never have imagined the rabbit hole this entire situation has turned into!.Sadly, that's just the medical part. I am pretty sure my husband is going to leave me. He has made a point to let me know that he is miserable and hates that our life isn't what it was. I have two dogs...he is a cat person. For the last 2 years, he is the only one who can walk them and he resents it most of the time. I used to be very social and when we weren't going out I was throwing dinner parties at the house. None of that happens now. I miss sleep. I miss hiking. I miss walking my dogs. I miss walking on sand. I miss adventuring. I miss feeling alive. Yes, it sounds overly dramatic, but I don't know how else to say it. I'm tired of the pity looks whenever I have to prop up my leg in a restaurant so I don't end up in tears by the time dinner is served. I'm tired of feeling like a huge albatross around my husband's neck because I can't do the things we used to love anymore. I'm tired of feeling like a loser because "its just a knee" and "so many people have it worse". I'm tired of being so f'ing TIRED all the time. And mostly, I'm tired of talking about it and just want to get on with my life again.
The crutches drive me spare as well, because even if I can get myself up the damn stairs to the loo, or make my own cuppa, I can't carry anything. Lunchtime is worst! I feel I Should be tidying but can't carry stuff, just order the kids about again, sigh
Phantom - Lol, yes I've worked out the crutch tricks now, and have a bag I wear to carry stuff around. I make a big flask of tea in the morning and have it in the living room with me. I also keep meds upstairs and down, it has saved me from missing a dose a few times!