Some of my family left to go back home, so the graduation festivities quieted down a bit. I had a chance to think about the past week and it just continues to be clear how far I am from living a normal life again. My entire life revolves around my feet. They tell me what I can and can not do, what shoes I can and can not wear, how often I need to ice and elevate them, how many pills I need to take, and how I sleep.
What's the punishment for not listening to them? PAIN.
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