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[hereprophetslie]

Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow I take it back, give me back the wheelchair! (Don't really. I'm just whining because ow.)

So, I have a walking cast on one leg, and the other is freee and really skinny and kind of gross because it was in a cast for so long. You all needed to know. I have crutches to keep weight off the still broken leg and I can wobble around on them. Kind of. But it hurts to use them because my fingers were broken and they're still sore. I'm getting there though. I have a drill sergeant physical therapist who I am terrified of, which will mean I will do absolutely everything she (yes,) tells me to do. If I don't, she might break me again!

Quinn came to accompany me for the first part of the day, which was nice. And he said that the Liberos shelter is organising another charity fundraiser. I won't be running across campus wearing a sock and a cape this time because....ow, but I'm going to help out. We're doing a food drive and Flynn is organising bands to play to raise some more money. I get to do publicity. Which is a great job for someone who can't really move a lot. And it's all to help out homeless families. I already started making calls and it feels great.

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[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

Just don't wear yourself out with all the organizing. You're still not at full strength and I worry, as is my place.

[hereprophetslie.livejournal.com]

I won't wear myself out. I don't think I could forget I'm not at full strength. You don't have to worry, though I know that's like telling the world to stop spinning. Though...I don't know why you would want to do that...

You know, I thought there was no way physical therapy could hurt as much as the original injury, but today felt like I was being smashed with that damn poker over and over again.

But on a happy note, I'm hungry and I can hobble out there to the kitchen and get something instead of screaming "DAD!" and waiting for you to serve me!

[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

The physical therapy is hard, but in the end it will be worth it. You'll be able to do all the things you used to and get back to saving the world as you like.

Aww, but I kind of like serving you. Feels like you're a little kid again, although you usually don't request such strange food combination. (Do you remember your momentary obsession for grapes and onion on toast?)

[hereprophetslie.livejournal.com]

Oh it'll be worth it. I'm too afraid not to continue anyway. Still. Ow.

Ew! No, I don't remember that! I'm gross, Dad!

[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

Complain away, Noah. I don't think anyone will blame you.

You are very gross. I could make you one now if you like?

[hereprophetslie.livejournal.com]

I think it's better to get it out. Therapeutic. Though I do apologise to the people who are going to have to hear it again and again.

Do you really want to make me something? I'm quite in the mood for grapes and onions, but I could do for some toast.

[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

I'll make you toast, kiddo, sans the fruit and veg. How about sugar and cinnamon toast?

[hereprophetslie.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay!

[createthemess.livejournal.com]

Grapes and onions on toast! Was Noah once a pregnant woman?

[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's where Andy came from.

[hereprophetslie.livejournal.com]

I just choked on my tongue...

[thatoldgeek.livejournal.com]

Don't, you'll upset your daughter.