What I missed most this spring while I was in the hospital and rehab:
- Grocery shopping. Walking up and down the aisles, considering trying new items at Trader Joe's, poking around the produce department (which I prefer to actually eating produce), looking at nutrition labels, all that stuff. I tell you, spend one summer with no money for groceries, your tastes change.
- Smoking weed. I did brownies a few times, and it was great. But what I would have given for the opportunity to sit outside and smoke a bowl.
- Being outside. Feeling the wind blow. Rain. Sun. Cold. Heat. You know, all that stuff.
- Good coffee. Which, to be honest, I did get a number of times because I would finagle someone to bring me some when they visited.
- Good Mexican food. Even though the homemade chili at the first rehab place was absolutely amazing.
- My iPod, which were in the pocket of pair of old blue jeans that I wore before the accident occurred.
- Control of many, many things. Mostly my legs and my dignity.
- Did I mention weed?
No comments:
Post a Comment