DJ Otterpop

I have a broken foot. I thought it would be great. My beau(s) could come over, pamper moi, brush my hair, paint my finger nails, cuddle (is it just me or does that word totally suck?) under my duvet, while watching the entire box set of BBC's Pride and Prejudice. I would be up and on my feet (foot) again in under a week, although my doctor told me that it could be up to a six month recovery period. No. Sadly, my recovery has not been that bliss that my pathetic mind envisioned...