. . . and I am, truly, starting to move along!
I have graduated to a walking boot, which allows me to move about without the walker or crutches and can be removed for showering.
We should take joy in the small things, and this is most certainly one of them.
The orthopedic specialist confirmed the fracture on Friday. A well-defined plan of action has been established. It has me staying off the injured foot as much as possible for the next several weeks, then gradually using my foot a bit more, followed by physical therapy; all of which will take me right up to Christmas.
A very good goal post, indeed.
I have been able to master the five steps which lead up and down to our family room and entryway. The boot allows me to slowly roam the main level of our home. I am able to be self-sufficient while the Antler Man is Up North; a commitment made long before my fall and one that I am thankful he was able to keep. The refrigerator and pantry are well-stocked and our dear, dear Jennifer has been checking in on me. The neighbors are “on call” in case of emergency. Encouragement, offers of help and support from friends will carry me through.
My friend, Donna, shared medical equipment, a shower stool being the most appreciated one. If you have ever been injured or had surgery, you know the pure joy of taking your first shower and the ability to take regular ones.
Thank you for all your kinds words, comments, emails, thoughts and prayers. They carry me through.
I am looking forward to the Durells on Masterpiece on Sunday night, and enjoying my books group’s selection, “The Shoemaker’s Wife” by Adriana Trigiani. I was able to see the first three episodes of a new television series, This is Us, and have been inspired by more cooking shows, and recipes, than I can name.
What have you been reading, watching, making, baking, cooking, doing?