And I'm not being emo, it's because walking with a cane makes you feel old. The stupid lymphnode in my groin area was really aggravated today. Yeah I would stay downstairs all the time and not go upstairs if my sister didn't come back to live with us. I really can't stand the one kid always crying because she never gets her way.
If my sister disciplined her kids more often and gave them baths maybe I'd be more inclined to spend more of my time downstairs. But no, I feel really bad that I can't even do anything helpful and the simple tasks I used to do have become hard labor. My body is taxed from having to compensate for a leg I can't apply weight to. I can't stand very long.
Baths are a nightmare and I've been trying to stay clean and not bathe for as long as I can. I feel very down, since no friends ever call. Mainly everyone is too busy getting on with their lives and most of my friends have burners and never pay when their minutes run dry. I now know how old age feels like, it's horrible.
All of this suffering because of a swollen lymphnode in my upper thigh / groin area. Everyday is a challenge, a challenge I can't decline. The challenge of life.