Waste of time

Falling and breaking my hip is a total waste of my time! Now instead of going to work, enjoying the outdoors, playing with my dogs I am basically religated to being inside, that is unless someone offers to take me out, doing excercises, and trying to do housework within the scope of what I can do. I hate having to rely on others, case in point. My daughter came over the other day to help me put clean sheets on the bed, piss off #1, I should be able to do that myself. While we were making the bed, the plug for the alarm clock(not that I need that now) and my nightable light came unplugged. Piss off #2, I had to call my son to come over to plug it back in! The silence of the near empty house is all encompassing, I hate it!  When I was in emergency after the x-rays the doctor apparently came over to tell me that I would need hip replacement. Now according to my daughter I became quite upset, claiming that only old people got that done and that I was not old! Boy talk about good drugs, thankfully I don't remember saying that. Anyhow, I go to see the surgeon next Thursday and I hope that he will tell me that I can start driving again. Please, Please, Please.

Good night Bryon, I miss our talks but with the rain and all I can't see the moon. I know you are up there.