Respect your ankles

Not being able to walk blows. So does being broken. It's a weird thing really, being broken. This is the first injury I've ever had and I'm sure as hell gonna make sure it's my last. It's not only painful physically, but mentally. Having to just sit around and watch other people have fun is the absolute worst. You get stuck in your head with all your thoughts. It's hard to fall asleep sometimes because of it.

But now I'm finally getting better. I can sleep through the night and started physical therapy. Since it's everyone's spring break I've been hanging out with my friends again. Being with them makes me so happy. And I should be walking normally in about two weeks HELL YES. My final day of antibiotics is April 11th and I couldn't be more excited about it. 

When I can't do something, it makes me wanna do it more. Like all I've wanted to do this entire time was climb a tree. I have never felt the need to climb a tree in my life, but now that I can't I just really want to. I also really miss jumping around. Whenever I see someone jumping I honestly get jealous. Respect you're ankles!!! They are really important. 

You honestly don't appreciate you're limbs until they're useless. I never realized how great walking is until now. Walking is the shit. So is pogo sticking which is another thing I'm looking forward to doing. 

I guess my point here is to appreciate what you have. Which is very cliche but whatever. It's true. And appreciate it while you have it, not after it's taken away that's the catch.