I am scared. I need my hands. I need to be able to type and to manipulate a mouse. I know I can adapt, but I need to work and make money to support my children. Chris and I have plans that I am not willing to put on hold, including buying a house, having a child, getting married, that depend on my working as well as being healthy.
We will survive, and we will do it in still. I am just in a lot of pain as I push myself to do what is needed to be done. One day at a time is my mantra.