Yay! I can get out of my room now. As long as I stay regular with my pain meds I'm able to sit in a wheelchair and roll around the building. Plus, it keeps me awake.
I enjoy talking to the other "inmates.". Some have been here for months. Everybody is kind of lonely and bored. So I'm not just entertaining myself, I feel like I'm helping other people.
My bout of depression is lifting. I feel perky and happy to have survived. It's like having a heavy rock lifted off my chest.
Before this accident I had big dreams of travelling. I still want to but my priorities have changed. I think I can go forward satisfied with being with family and just being independent enough to shop and do light exploring on my own. Though I still would love to go on a world cruise and see the sights from the deck of a cruise ship. I could do this despite being handicapped. Now i just need to figure out how to pay for it.