Nervous

It is Wednesday.
Another visit with the surgeon this afternoon.
Will the fall I took on Saturday spell doom for me?
What about the fall in the bathroom on Monday?
Is my ankle broken again?

Is it back to bed for me?
Is the titanium foot internals hosed?
Is it just muscle damage?
Is the internal stitching ruined?
Is another surgery required?

Just very nervous.
Trapped by fate.
No options.
No hope if I screwed up.
Prayer, lots of prayer needed.

And well, actually,
Nope is about right,
If I heal,
I have little hope of future,
If I do not heal,
Same ol', same ol'.