drydock, again... eight days and i'm already suffering diving withdrawal

So, I've done it again... detached my retina (other eye this time) requiring emergency eye surgery and 6-8 weeks out of the water. My surgeon is one of the best, and I'm healing faster than any of his other patients. But, he's never met anyone with such a compulsive need to get back on a diving board.

Okay, I admit it, I have an addiction. I've only been in drydock for eight days now and I'm already suffering withdrawal symptoms. Even as I write this, I'm sitting on the end of a springboard, the magical smell of chlorinated pool water calling to me from just a few feet below. I've developed a bizarre bond with this 16-foot long piece of aluminum and magnesium alloy.

Keep in mind it's only been about eight days... still, I just couldn't resist slipping off my sandals and at least standing on the board. There's a connection that happens when my feet make contact with that roughly textured surface. The board and diver become one entity as it responds reflexively to even the subtlest movements. I'm totally at home on a springboard, so much so that I prefer it to terra firma. It's kind of like the feeling sailors experience when they return to dry land after weeks at sea; the world doesn't feel right unless it's bouncing underneath me.

I know I'm still under doctor's orders for no bouncing, flipping, or pool water for several more weeks, but a little "walking" down the board can't hurt, right? I'm crazy not stupid, so I'll be good and follow instructions for the time being... but, this is quite honestly agonizing.