With the loss of a limb it’s kind of like you are morning a loved one so go through the 7 stages of grief, which are ;
Shock, denial, anger/rage, bargaining, depression, testing, & finally acceptence.
I think I’m in denial right now, & I have rage to come. Im feeling very impatient, wanting things done 5 minutes ago. Maybe that’s me reaching anger. I just need to start swearing now.
It’s a long route I’m afraid. One I’ll have to take though. I feel like I’ve already done some stages though. They seem so fucking vague. I kind of feel like king George in the kings speach, when he swears to prove he doesn’t stutter when he’s swearing, so when that he mind,
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Shit
Shit