The joy of a bestfriend

No Fish? No Fun.

Kaycee has been home for a month now, and the positivity she possessed when she first got home is rapidly disappearing. She feels like such an inconvenience for everyone and she hates that her friends and family no longer treat her like an independent person, but someone who always requires their assistance. And what made matters even worse was that now, she was physically restricted from doing a lot of the things she used to do.

She can no longer go to the beach with her friends and enjoy herself, she can't go to the mall with her friends because trying on clothes is almost impossible not to mention that just keeping up with her friends is exhausting, and she always feels guilty when one of them offers to push her chair. Just the act of getting into a car was extremely challenging and so inconvenient for her friends.

But the worst part, was that Sunday's are no longer the same, Kaycee could never hike the trail to her and her dad's lucky fishing spot. They still spent every Sunday by a lake, continuously looking for a new lucky spot, one that was accessible to Kaycee. Many nights they would come home empty handed, not having caught anything worth keeping like they always had before. On the last Sunday of the month Kaycee decides that she no longer wants to go fishing. She tells her dad to go without her. To go to their lucky spot and that when he comes home she'll join her parents for fish nuggets. Ignoring all her father's pleas she locks herself in her room, and refuses to go:

"Just go without me, we've only caught 2 fish since I got out of the hospital a month ago. We used to catch 3 every Sunday. I'm ruining the Sunday fish nugget suppers for everyone," Kaycee yelled.

At that point, her father knew there was no convincing her. So, he leaves, but comes back as soon as he has caught enough fish to feed them that night. There's no point in him staying the entire day without his fishing partner.

From that point on, Kaycee spends most of her time in her room, having no motivation to go anywhere else. She's tired of the looks she receives and the feeling of being a large inconvenience whenever she goes out with her friends. She is completely content with sitting in her bedroom, decorated with outdated accessories, and surrounded by the bright pink walls she once hated but was now grateful for because it has reminded her that some things could stay the same even though everything else around them was changing. It's safe to say that the days passed by slowly.