After 20 minutes of trying to get up stairs I reach the top and there's a fucking baby gate in my way.

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After 20 minutes of trying to get up stairs I reach the top and there's a fucking baby gate in my way.
Say goodbye to my little friend! Operation Breath Right shall commence! Prayers and good vibes appreciated as i conquer my #NeedlePhobia once again! #SurgeryProblems Thank you Kyndal for being my getaway driver! (at Sand Lake Surgery Center)
i have to pee so bad but i dont wanna get up
So here's the story...
No more sling during normal activities. But, I have to wear it if I am doing what are considered "at risk" things. This would include walking around a crowded mall or being in any type of a crowd. I also have to wear it when I sleep. Thankfully, I am allowed to drive!!!!!! Still no dancing :/ (knew that one was coming). So I still can't attend any auditions, or do any shows :(. Now, painful physical therapy 2-3 times a week for 3 weeks then back to the doctor for another checkup. Then of course more PT, but hopefully less sling and less limitations. This is one of those times where I just have to take what I can get. In the long run I know it will be for the best, but right now I just wanna do everything.
Maybe, it’s just your presence. Maybe I feel that I wouldn’t be able to speak past it. Or maybe I’m trying to make sure you don’t know who I am, so you'll always live in mystery. Who knows if I’ll ever be able to answer the questions you ask me. Sometimes I can't tell if its rhetorical or not; I just don't know what you want from me.
Or maybe I’m afraid that if I discover the real reason that I’ll never be able to find the courage to talk. Or maybe the answer is just that I’m afraid.
It's so depressing that I went from being so fit to getting exhausted from walking up and down the stairs once.
Why are scar creams so expensive? The best one I can find is $50 or you can buy 3 bottle for $100 which saves me $50 but I don't think I need 3 bottles worth of it.