I came home last night absolutely wrecked from work. My Spooky Scavenger Hunt was a success, but I underestimated the number of times I would be running up and down the stairs throughout the day. By the time I finished with my final student, I had climbed 27 flights of stairs. Needless to say, every part of my body was hurting, but my leg was feeling the brunt.
I hobbled around the house before taking it off entirely. My poor limb felt (and looked) like it had been beaten with a bat. It was a miserable evening.
I was hoping that pain in my leg would lessen into the sore category. One step this morning let me know that I was wrong. OMG my leg hurts so much! I don't know if or how I am going to make it through the day because I can barely make it to the couch without crying.
Before making any decisions I'm going to play with socks and pads to see if I can obtain mobility. I'm not terribly optimistic. Being an amputee sucks sometimes, and today is one of those days.
