Battleing the Unknowns

I'm perfectly fine with inactivity.
Being essentially a person with little drive for personal advancement and power, I don't really care about being busy all the time and kinda like sitting around reading a book.
Which is essentually all I've done here at Fort Benning.
After arriving at HHC for my battalion and being processed into C company, we spent several days of extreme running - a five mile run followed by a two mile followed by yet another five mile followed by a two mile... at the end of which, I figured I must have reopened my fractures not to mention damaging the ligaments on the opposite foot from favouring my hip. I got a medical profile, was transfered back to HHC, and have spent the last two weeks on crutches.
I'm fine with that.
I'm just not fine with not knowing what's going to happen to me. If my fractures look like they're going to take too long to heal, I might be sent to enlisted AIT in the interum, which would pretty much kill my chances of being a commissioned officer for a while.
Or I might get to class up to the next OCS company. I don't know. No one knows. The unknown has been freaking me out, keeping awake at nights (which is not good when you're only allotted 6 hours for sleep). I'm slowy, yet surely, going mad...
Not to mention the fact that while I do get the weekends off, I don't know anyone here, have no vehical in which to go off base, and am generally somewhat forced to sit by myself in the back of the barracks waiting for Monday. Having internet helps. But I miss my friends, or at least someone I can call a friend, and I miss hanging out with someone in a non-military setting and having a cold beer...
Meh, anyone want to visit Georgia?