Addendum to the previous:
The US isn't the place for me either.................

And the foot still hurts.

This sucks

About 5 days ago I fell in a closet, (long story) and sprained my foot/ankle. A cab trip to the hospital found no broken bones..........but it sure felt like it! It hurt like all hell!

"Oh, just take these crutches and you'll be fine" is what the doctors told me. Ok, wtf is that? NO ace bandage, no nothing?

Oh, wells I say, it'll be fine tomorrow.............NOT!

It still hurts like all hell and I can't even walk so I for sure can't drive.

Here's the part that makes me sad. The only people I know here is my 'psycho' ex husband and my fellow work employees. So, when I called in work and told my manager theres no way I can come to work for a while did he ask if I needed anything? Did anyone call and ask if I need some food to eat? NO NO NO. 5 days later and I'm on my last morsel found in the back of the cupboard and I still can't walk.

Its time like this that makes me realize England is not the place for me.:(

What?

I have no idea why I've created this blog. I am always reading other peoples stuff and thinking, why would anyone write down all this 'stuff' about themselves for all the world to see?

So, more to come after I've thought about this.