Well, I’ve been laying down pretty much for a week and I’m still not adapting to the leg cast very well. Last night I had a severe anxiety attack and was close to cutting the damn thing off myself. Today, I’m a little calmer, but still find it nearly unbearable. It is obviously psychological and I do have a little claustrophobia in real tight spaces. I’m going to see what the doctor can prescribe on Monday since I feel a bit embarassed calling the weekend emergency line for something like this.
I go back to work on Monday and I don’t know if that’s good or bad. I’m hoping it will make the time go by faster, but it might make it harder to handle. I feel sorry for my poor wife Jac. She’s been pretty good, but I know it’s tough on her.