I don’t even know how long it’s been. While my leg continues to improve – and noticeably – the stress levels have gone up because of office politics.
Everybody – and there are a stupid number of people involved in my health at the moment – has been just fine about everything except one person, and she oversees safety/workplace injuries for my company. She’s gotten a bug up her ass, trying to insist that I be taxied into the corporate office 4 days a week, so I can sit and do exactly the same thing I’m doing from home. The list of reasons this is wholly impractical is long, and everybody agrees, but she won’t let it go, trying to do end-runs around everybody to get it approved, because she thinks it will be better for me both mentally and physically. 🙄 The surgeon officially shot it down yesterday, in writing, so hopefully, that’s the end of that.
The stress, along with the mind numbing effects of Cisco networking training (what I’m doing from home), have driven me into a massive binge of re-reading. 14 books, read back to back the way a chain-smoker lights his next one with his last, with a mid-binge whiplash from historical mystery into alternate reality fantasy.
I think I’m done now – MT really wants me to be done, because he has 14 books he has to re-shelve, all requiring the ladder, and he’d be happier not to have to fetch any others. For the record: I married the perfect man. (For me) Last night, there was an audible sigh of relieve when I pulled The Book of Forgotten Authors off my TBR shelf.
The second half of my binge was re-reading – again – The Others series by Anne Bishop. These never, ever, get old for me, and while they are easily the most violent, and at times, goriest books I own, they relax me in a way no other books have. At my core there’s a very angry misanthrope, and she is soothed by the way justice is always served, usually with a very satisfactory and bloody finality.
I’ve added all the books in the series to the book database, but I won’t do more than add the covers here, as my feelings about each book remain the same as my original reviews.
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What happened to your leg? I’m guessing something not good….
3 days before Christmas, I was leaving work and missed the last step on the staircase, shattering both my tibia and fibula, and breaking my ankle and 2 foot bones. One stupid step. Now I have enough titanium in my left leg to use it as a golf club, but in another 6 weeks I should be able to walk again without crutches. Yay!
holy smokes!
I hope things heal up ok over time and the titanium doesn’t give you issues….
Thanks! Other than freaking me out because there’s metal in my leg! and I can sort of feel it, it should be fine, and it should only be temporary. The surgeon thinks most, if not all of it can come out in another year or so.