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Crutches Smutches

All things considered this week "on crutches" has not been bad at all. Then again, "on crutches" is an extremely relative term applicable to only certain parts of the day when I feel like carrying the damn things around with me. Technically speaking I'm okay to walk around without them, Doc just said the healing will be a lot faster if I keep as much weight as possible off my foot while it's still tender. But do you know how hard it is to get around BU's campus with crutches? It's borderline impossible - if not just plain miserable. Not that the BU population hasn't been nothing short of awesome when it comes to caring for its handicapped - I haven't had to open ONE door or pick up ONE thing off the ground yet! - Good work BU, maybe the East coast isn't as course as I thought.
I'm thinking about bringing them back today, I mean in all honesty how much am I going to crutch around this weekend? I'm going to the SOX game and a couple parties, two places where crutches would be considered nothing less than a HUGE partyyyyy foouuulllll!!!!! Yesterday I went most of the day without them, and my ankle only started to get sore towards the end of the day, and I walked a lot.
I'm going to do that thing I do when I diagnose my own symptoms, and right now, by the grace of God, I am healed!!! Or, at least, that's what I'm telling my ankle...good thing it can't read otherwise it might catch on that I'm lying to it.


love love love,
me

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