So my Mom has had the corrective sugery for her broken (in three places) ankle. I visited her today along with my grandparents. She seemed to be in good spirits. She's going to need a wheelchair when she gets out of the hospital. I don't know if I'm ready for the responsibilty. This isn't the usual problem, eighteen is going to be the age of responsibilty though.

I'm staying with my Grandparents right now. I have to admit although I have a few of my things, I miss my room and my bed. It's really odd that I miss my room, maybe it's because it's one of few places where I feel secure. I miss spending time with my Mom, since we usually spend alot of time around each other. I'm just taken aback by it.

Unfortunately I'm kind of suffering here at my Grandparents. My Grandfather is recovering from his Chemotherapy and he has a very sensitive internal temperature. So if it's cool in the house, say 70F, he's freezing. This messes with me because 72F is my ideal temperature and it's 80F most of the time.

I'm in no room to tell them how to run things though. But I can't help but feel extremely uncomfortable. I don't know how selfish this seems (probably alot). To be honest I was never able to adapt to change very well. If one thing goes wrong it kind of throws me off I just feel really uncofortable and uneasy (not like I GO PSYCHO!).

I feel awful for being uncomfortable since my Mom is the most uncomfortable she's been since her dislocated shoulder in December. I miss the normality of my everyday life I suppose. I just feel like a burden here. but this is reality and I suppose I'll adapt eventually, I do prayer to help me get along, it helps.