This week’s word is: Senator

Today I had my first PT appointment since being able to put weight on my foot. Six weeks and three days after breaking my ankle, I’m cleared to walk without crutches.

Things aren’t perfect–I’m still rolling a bit to the outside of my foot when I’m tired, and I have a lot of strength to regain, but I am doing really well–in fact, Corrie (the PT) was shocked at how well I was doing.

So yeah, I still have swelling, and yeah I still have aching, but those can be easily treated and getting back to normal is probably the best way to put that behind me.

So, yay me!

Here it is, the first flower pr0n since I broke my ankle!

I missed a lot of flowers: peonies, bearded irises, dutch irises, and a lot of my day lilies, though most of them still seem to have buds.

(as always, click through to see the expanded set on Flickr)

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…and that’s just what I’m doing.

Friday I was allowed for the first time since my accident to put weight on my foot–I’d come prepared to the doctor’s appointment and actually had a shoe with me, so I walked out of the office–albeit with two crutches.

Once back at the house, I quickly abandoned both crutches, determining I didn’t need them in the house, however, when we’ve gone out, I’ve taken one crutch, just to be safe. After all, this is Morgantown, and we are not known for flat, even ground.

I’m still taking pain-killers. My ankle is still swollen, and and it’s still a little achey, as are the muscles I haven’t used in a month and a half. Not only does the tylenol allow me to remain comfortable, but when the aches recede into the background it is easier for me to make sure I am walking correctly–not limping or using a strange gait that would place strain upon my knees or hips.

I have to admit I’m a bit worried about how long I’ve been taking the pain-killers, but being able to walk normally without picking up an bad habits is important.

If you haven’t already seen it, go read today’s Non Sequitur comic.

Got it?

Now read this news article I came across this morning.

No, I didn’t watch the video. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

I broke my ankle.

Today, I’m back on two feet and walking!

HUZZAH!

Today’s word is: multifaceted

For those who don’t follow me on Twitter, Grandmom had her surgery yesterday afternoon, and came through fine.

She’d broken her femur near the hip, but did not break her hip. They put a rod through the hip and into the femur, and apparently she is supposed to be up and walking today. There was a great deal of discussion prior to the surgery with the anesthesiologist: the surgery had to be delayed because she is on coumidin and they had to thicken her blood, and they got her OK for the surgery, however, it was too thin for them to use spinal anesthesia, which meant they needed to intubate her, except that because of her goiter, her trachea is deformed.

I do not envy the anesthesiologist the job he had yesterday.

Michael & I went down Friday night and got to see her Saturday morning. She of course lectured me for coming down, but I didn’t care.

She’ll be in VA for rehab and then we’ll see what happens from there.

It’s World Sauntering Day!

Someone needs to go saunter for me, since I’m incapable of it yet.

OK. Enough of this depressing bullshit. Bad jokes. Tell ’em. As many as you want.

I’ll start with my favorite.

One atom second to a second atom, “I think I’ve lost an electron.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive.”

Next!

Grandmom (who is still in Virginia because of my broken ankle) broke her leg last night.

She broke her femur, and was admitted to the hospital. They’re waiting on blood tests to determine about surgery.

I am really really really tired of this year.

This weeks version of word association is in memory of Michael’s grandmother. Today’s word(s): apple pie

Even ice hasn’t brought the swelling down very much.

I see the last percoset in my future tonight.

Cora Schenz

24 April 1919 – 10 June 2010