It's not real good today. The convention was this weekend and it went as well as it could I suppose- a lot of sitting at the seat and getting sympathy from people, which makes me very uncomfortable. Taking the stairs was exhausting. Really everything was exhausting, even just walking around. It was an excellent program though, definitely worth the effort required. If not for mom, there's no way I could have gone. There will be no Spanish convention for me this week :(, just not up to it yet. So frustrating.
Not sure why, but a big depression hit today. Writing about it is already helping. It's been annoying being stuck inside so far, but today it's especially sad. I feel completely useless, unable to do much beyond basic taking-care-of-self tasks. Simply walking to the kitchen is an activity that requires preparation, and driving somewhere is an obstacle that feels insurmountable. Not to sound elitist, but I don't know how people would rather do this kind of thing than work. I couldn't take it. I can't wait to get back to work and feel like I'm contributing something to society again. No meetings, no service, no nothing- it's taking a toll. This is the last terrible week before I can start doing more intense rehab work, and I can't wait. This is awful.
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