It did, indeed, snow overnight on Monday. The tarps Steve had laid on the ramp worked as intended, and we arrived a little early for my appointment at the surgeon’s office, to find that he was running “about an hour” late. I had a book, of course, and Steve had his phone, and we were both able to Mostly Ignore the home renovation show on the waiting room television. Much better than the “news,” though I am occasionally bemused by what people believe is essential in a living space — and how many of them don’t have offices. What’s with that?
Anyhow — long story short — the pins were eventually extracted. The first was relatively painless. The second…the bones in my toe had decided to embrace the second pin as a sister, so that was, um, exciting. Yeah. I swear I did try to remember to breathe, but when the surgeon had finished with the second pin, and breathing rather heavily himself, he looked at my face, and said, “A little lightheaded? Here — I’ll just recline the chair for you, OK?”
Having the pins out is such a relief, I can’t even begin to tell you. I no longer have to worry that I’m going to snag on something or dislodge or bend the pins. Ahhhh, freedom. Plus, yanno, Friday I can take a shower. Have ordered in marching band for the event.
I now have exercises for moderate-weight-bearing in the center of my foot (not the toes!) to be performed 15 minutes every hour, so that’s fun.
Hopefully, the serious challenges are now behind me; I need to do my exercises, and keep off my foot when not exercising. Next doctor’s appointment is December 4 (December!), and things ought to be back to what passes for normal around here by the end of the year.
In other news, we received royalties for the German editions of our novels, which was unexpected, but welcome. I think the total payout covers the cost of the knee scooter.
We have also heard from the Uncle with a list of personalizations for Accepting the Lance. We’ll get right on that just as soon as the books arrive.
And that’s really all the news that’s fit to print.
Everybody stay happy.
Congratulations! On each and every front. [*imaginary balloons & confetti! On the walkway! On books and smarty-phones and doctor and toes! On the scooter & whoever came up with scooters instead of crutches!] Despite all the flaws, these are the days of miracle and wonder.
Congratulations on getting the pins out, and being on the road to recovery!
And very good timing from those Germans.
I’m enjoying your cat pics, and only just yesterday noticed the cute little white nose-spot and ‘milk moustache’ on one of them.
My two floofy cats are grey and white, 10 months old; big brother (4.1 kg and growing) is a snuggly lapcat like your lovely floofs, while little sister (2.7 kg) doesn’t like too much movement from her seat – she won’t stay if I move. They like each other and play together, but since their weight and size have become so different I’m having to protect her a bit from getting squashed and pushed aside by big bro. He doesn’t mind sharing the human, but is a very restless boy who really wants all the attention, and to share everything. He likes leaning on & getting attention and lickings from his sister, who doesn’t like all the moving about when she’s trying for some nice purring lying down.
I’m still trying to find the best balance in this, as this is the first time I’ve had more than one (adult) cat. Seeing yours restfully sharing your lap and the command chair gives me hope my two will settle down, and Coco will learn to share without pushing when they get older.
Any advice as to how I can help him learn that?
So very glad that you are mending well and have the pin removal behind you.
I saw one home improvement show where the decorater got rid of most of those unsightly books on the office shelves, leaving only a few artistically pleasing ones, arranged by size. Argghh!
Excellent news.