Dear brother Jeff,
Since I totally spaced calling you during your birthday in America, I decided I had to do something awesome in China and document it for you. While on top of Hong Kong's highest lookout point, I saw there was a place to write a message on a heart and leave it there at the top, so I did that just for you. Happy birthday!
I just read your 'how to survive a broken foot' entry and almost died laughing and crying! You are so right on the mark. I just broke my right foot, RIGHT DRIVING FOOT!!!! Six weeks IS seven years. People ignore you, crutches ARE the devils work, I shower on a cooler in the tub. You are a riot, I wish you lived here in my town. We could be friends. Nobody understands...boo hoo...poor me.
ReplyDeleteI just read your 'how to survive a broken foot' entry. I just broke my right foot, MY RIGHT DRIVING FOOT!! Everything you said is true. Six weeks IS seven years ( I am 3 years into my sentence). I shower on a cooler, crutches ARE the devil's work. People are awful. It happened while away, 3000 miles away. Flying home was traumatic. I wish you lived here so we could be friends. Nobody understands...poor me.
ReplyDeleteOh and P.S. Every muscle, bone, ligament and molecule in my body hurts. And if that wasn't enough, I pulled a muscle or pinched a nerve in my back. Way, way, way worse than my broken foot. Oh and I forgot to mention my broken left rib. hhahahahahh I have to laugh otherwise I'll cry...
ReplyDeleteI can't even imagine flying home after such an injury. Cry all you need to, but I hope you can find something to laugh about as well!
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