I’m getting around really well, though technically I’m not supposed to be up for more than a few minutes each hour. I feel really good whenever I get up, though I can feel the blood pooling in my ankle, which means it’s time to sit back down. Still, the lack of activity is killing me.

I’ve already watched ROAM at least 3 times in two days.

I get up to go to the bathroom, go to the kitchen, and then back to the couch. When I need to carry something with me, the dilemma is whether to give up a crutch arm and hop, or carry the object in my mouth.