Just wrong.

Today was the day I was supposed to get this stupid cast taken off of my leg. The doctor told me that today we would take off the cast and I would leave the office. Well, I am still wearing a cast for two more weeks and I am not happy at all. I realize that my leg needs to completely heal and that the doctor is just watching out for my best interest but I am still SO tired of this cast. I am finally allowed to bare weight on my leg which is a step in the right direction. The last two months have made me appreciate having total use of my body! I have sat here and counted the hours and days until I would be myself again and thought today would be the day. I am closer to being "myself" but won't really feel that way until both feet are wearing the same type of shoe. I realize the accident could have been a great deal worse but considering I am in this situation because someone else made a bad decision leaves me all the more agitated.