Have I got a leg to stand on?

Try this for 6 weeks:
Sleep with one leg out of the covers, propped up on a pillow, while wearing a large heavy boot.
Wake up with pain, take a pill or two, then realize that you have to go to the restroom since you are now very awake.
Enjoy the pain as blood rushes into your already swollen foot.
Carefully transfer yourself from the tall bed, to the wheelchair, while holding your heavy leg up. Then stand up on one foot, use the walker to inch your way into the restroom being careful not to hop because the jerking intensifies the already painful foot you are holding up in the air.
Back up on one foot, reach to close the door and lift the lid.
While remaining on one foot, and holding the other foot in the air, lower the necessary clothing and carefully sit down.
Assuming that everything worked out alright -- which is not common while taking narcotics -- stand up on one leg again, get dressed, inch your way to the wheelchair: all on one foot!
Wheel yourself back to the bed and carefully lifting yourself onto the bed.
Hope the pain pill works soon.

That's the evening... what about going downstairs?
What about finding stuff to do throughout the day, every day?
What about some muscles growing stiffer, while the ones in your leg begin to atrophe?
What about the fog of medication?
What about the body aches and pain as you decrease the medication dosages?
What about sponge-baths for the first few weeks, and then trying to get in and out of the tub safely while holding one leg high up in the air?
What about...

Have I got a leg to stand on? Nope.
I have no reason to complain. I only have reason to rejoice!

No matter how bad things are... they could always be worse.
The Lord's goodness to me and generous tender mercies are overwhelming!