Broken Ankle Woes

I broke my left ankle on April 18, 2011. I had fallen down the stairs in my townhouse apartment and landed on the ankle. Ouch... it hurt quite a bit. There was much confusion in the beginning about whether it was sprained or indeed broken (fractured). There wasn't all the bruising that is normally associated with a break, so my friend said she thought it was just sprained. That night I went to the ER and had it x-rayed. It WAS (IS) broken, they put me in a half cast/splint and sent me home with the referral to the orthopedic surgeon. I call in the morning, got foot put in a cast from just below my knee to my toes on my left foot, with orders not to put my full weight on the foot for at least a month. I see the surgeon in May.

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Damaged Goods

Used, abused, and thrown away.
I give and give, but it's all in vain.
No one wants to look beyond the dented and scarred exterior.
Though within a loving, giving heart still beats.

Used for carnal desires, though I'm good for so much more.
Look beyond the slightly damaged exterior.
The scars are only reminders of what I've been through.
But they do not mean I'm worth less than my true worth as a human being.