more leg picture's

When I sat down to write this post I thought to myself "no one really cares about all these stupid leg updates." Then I thought to myself "I don't care if they do this is my blog, my journal and I write this for me and my family not everyone else so there." I waited to take pictures of my leg for a few days after the steri-strips fell off because I just didn't have a second to myself to take the picture. The healing process has been an experience like no other for me. It has taught me to accept service and that it is okay to rely on others and ask for help. It has taught me to be thankful for things not being as bad as they really could be. But, it has also turned me into something that I am not quite used to being--an emotional wreck. I think for the most part I can handle my emotions quite well. I don't show my pain to very many people. But I have done more crying over the most stupid things EVER! It has been very hard for me to accept that fact that I can not do much on my own. For the first few day's I couldn't even go to the bathroom by myself. And when I had to try something new (well new with this broken leg) I have without fail cried about it. I was so excited about getting into the shower and I got in just fine (with help from Nate of course) but I was terrified of slipping in the bathtub on the way out that I cried for like 10 minutes. I have cried over the stairs, meals, getting dresses, brushing my hair, because someone had to hand something to me, not being able to sleep in my own bed, and just about any other thing that you just do on your own. Then I cry because I am so frustrated that I am crying. I feel venerable and I don't like that at all. Poor Nate has to put up with this emotional wreck of a wife. But, everyday gets better and everyday I cry less. Mostly. And these next 6 and a half weeks are going to pass by so quickly I just know it. See how fat my ankle is. I have to do stretching exercises all of the time so that I can get my range of motion back in my ankle.
This is my smaller incision. It doesn't look as bad as the other one but it aches more.