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Day 4

I'm tired. So so so tired. And sore. Today I woke up in pain, the type that just can't be shaken, even with copious amounts of the amazing painkillers they gave me at the hospital. That didn't leave all day and so I decided to stay upstairs in my rooms and not even attempt the stairs. As I said yesterday I'm going a little crazy. I painted my nails, then repainted them another 2 times. Like I said. Crazy. I've basically just been reading and watching Grey's Anatomy all day. I really need some hobbies/crafts suggestions for the next week or so. After that I'll be back at uni which is going to be seriously tiring and painful, not to mention embarrassing but oh well! I think I'll be super busy and tired.

I did eventually go outside for about an hour this afternoon and chat to my neighbour, only because my mum practically carried me down the stairs and shoved me out the door. Not much you can do when you're broken. Tomorrow my dad's going to have an operation early in the morning so I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to get downstairs etc. Especially as I'm pretty sure my friend from work is coming to pick me up and take me to a farewell for one of our friends.

Problems, problems, problems haha :) I'm really sad that I went and broke my ankle, especially now because at the end of the semester I am going on placement, so I don't even know if I'll be able to go!

Staying positive for now! BB :)
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