frustration beyond belief.

I went in for a follow-up appointment about my ankle today. It sucked. A lot. So, I'm going to use this post to whine. Not interested? Deal with it. For me, the process of dealing with things like this go as follows: Initial bad thing --> Really upset --> Super angry --> Indifference --> Get over it --> Back to good mood. So it might take a little time.

Good news: I have graduated from crutches to a boot. This means I no longer depend on other people to carry things for me or get my meals for me in the dining hall.

Bad news: My ankle hasn't gotten better.

Bad news: I still have to take a shit ton of ibuprofen every day.

Bad news: I am likely out for the rest of the season, not just Sectionals.

Bad news: Full recovery time has been predicted to take 1.5-2 months.

Bad news: I didn't get a waterproof boot and so I have to cover my whole damn lower leg from the knee down with a freaking garbage bag when it rains. For example: TODAY.

Bad news: I move more slowly with the boot than I did when I was on crutches.

Bad news: I am going to miss the whole first month of Brute Squad tryouts.

Bad news: I can't see a specialist here because of health insurance issues.

Bad news: I don't have time to go all the way back to the tri-state area to see a specialist.

Bad news: The doctor at health services is the most negative, pessimistic doctor I've ever encountered and made it seem like I wasn't going to be playing ultimate ever again. I know that's not true, but basically...LAME.

Bad news: I can't wear the outfit I wanted to wear to Whiptail Prom or to Gala. (yes, you can laugh at me here)

Ugh. Life.