ugh Lil. I broke my ankle too...in 3 places no less, after sliding on motor oil in a freak split second moment. I have a plate and a bunch of screws. The good thing I learned from it was how to relax and let others do for me...when you are forced to be off your feet, you just have to accept it. Suddenly things that seemed to matter so much are no longer important.
When I went through that whole thing, my visitors would mention I seemed so calm...they were still in the rush of life.
Your computer will now be your best friend.
And kudos to your bf for being there for you...I am sure he appreciates the opportunity to be the caregiver, and give back to you, so let him!
BTW, I am surprised you were discharged from the hospital. I was admitted and placed on a morphine drip. The surgery was a few days later.
