I watch a lot of NFL football and college basketball passing the time. I also gamble a little on gamdom when I have extra funds. I also play a couple games on my phone to pass the time, but none of that keeps me outta my head.
It is good to hear that you do something, though, for covering time passing, something which gives you pleasure. Yes, I forgot to say in my earlier post about watching TV, maybe a game and so on. It's good that you have a TV there.
Also, none of it gets me up and moving around. It's nuts to have a person who is capable of walking to lay flat 24/7.
Dear yahoo62278, I know, it's hard... I remember though that, at some point back in my life, I had to face a similar situation. I was in my first grade at the elementary school. Practically, my very first year of being student, a young 6 years old student. In October or November (practically just 1-2 months after school started) I was at my neighbor (there were two brothers and a sister with a similar age) to play and, without having any adult to supervise us, while being in children's room, we got up on the wardrobe. When the moment to get down arrived, the brothers said they will jump from the wardrobe on the bed. The sister (which was 3-4 years older) started to scream to not jump on the bed, because we'll break it etc. Needless to say, they jumped on the bed but I, being shy, jumped directly on the floor.
Somehow, when I landed, my legs were spread apart at 180 degrees, one of them being under the wardrobe. I did not realize that my leg is under the wardrobe, due to the pain of having my legs spread at 180 degrees and I tried to get up. At that point I heard a crack and there I was - my leg was broken. At the hospital I found that my tibia was broken in three places. My leg was covered in gypsum and I was forced to lay down, just like you, 24/7. At some point it came out that first doctor, which covered my leg in gypsum, did not do the correct job when he tried to align my bones so I had to go back to the hospital and live again the procedure. Then lay even more on my bed.
If I remember well, I was immobilized on the bed for two or three months. I don't remember everything very well as it's been more than three decades since then, but I remember that I felt like I cound not stand still anymore. The skin under the gypsum was itchy; I felt like scratching it all the time, but I could not even put my fingers under the gypsum... Going to bathroom was also out of talking about... Luckily, I was small enough and mom and my grandma were taking me to bathroom by carrying me in their arms, while trying to keep my leg still...
Of course, the main struggle was that I could not do anything the entire time. I did not even had cartoon networks channel (cable TV came in Romania in 1994 or 1996 and, while my leg was broken, we were still in Ceausescu era). Romanian television was functional like 2h/day in the morning and 2-3h/day during evenings and all you could see were some news and, maybe, some materials which were not interesting at all for a 6 years old one. I remember that, in some days, with the TV antenna we could watch a Bulgarian television and they were also showing animated cartoons sometimes. I guess that I watched that Bulgarian station for so long that I even learned some Bulgarian.
During day time grandma used to ask a child or two, from our neighbors, to come to us for playing some games with me. While these friends were around time always flied away. I could never realize how fast time was passing and, soon, they had to return to their homes for eating, doing home work given by their teacher and so on. And I was alone again... Mom was also playing with me, of course, but she also had other chores to do, take care of the house, prepare food and so on...
So I was laying there, just like you. This is why I am saying that I understand how you feel... I stayed there these 2-3 months and, when I returned to school, I still could not walk, as I even forgot to walk and, also, my leg was very fragile. It was winter and it was snow everywhere and mom was taking me to school using a sleigh... I lost almost 25% of my first year at school but, fortunately, I managed to do my lessons (in all this while mom was talking to my teacher and she was instructed on what my colleagues were taught at school thus she would teach me at home too). And, also fortunately, I managed to not be held back in the same grade. I returned to school, I got my marks and life went on.
This is the most important thing to remember: life goes on! It gives us many good moments, but also struggles. But, after dealing with all these struggles we become stronger.
Keep your head up, dear yahoo62278! All my best wishes are headed toward you!
