On April 10 I fell down, my Parkey's right foot has terrible curled toes. Walking is problematic and falling was easy. I caused a hamstring injury and they take forever to heal; the doctor said it would've been easier to heal if I had broken a bone. The pain was excruciating and still is bad and remediated by Percocet. So I have been stuck on my third-floor bedroom for six weeks, I can get downstairs and outside a little, but can't go very far. I am still very wobbly and of course I cannot drive. My mood fluctuates from sadness to acceptance.
My husband took six weeks off work to care for me and returned to work this morning. Believe it or not, we are still speaking to each other. I am 67, I still work as a psychotherapist and have been speaking to some of my clients on the phone and will now start seeing a few in my home office. My whole life has been turned upside down and I'm not sure when it will get back to rights.
Every day I have been grateful for you all being there. It's been nice hearing what has been going on in your lives, reading about other people's concerns and hearing the answers to their questions. Thanks to all of you!