Well, it has been quite some time. An interesting and eventful time - unfortunately not all positive. However, as with all challenging times I'll look back on it in the future and it will be a funny story. A least I hope so.
I was getting over the foot debacle. I got used to the shoes and then moved on to pretty ones again. Just as I was able to start exercising again I went for a romantic weekend with the DH. It was not romantic because I fell on a wet bathroom floor on the first evening (Friday) and hurt my right hand. You should know at this point that people sometimes describe me as stoic. My hand hurt, a lot. It was swollen. But I didn't want to spoil the weekend. So I waited until Sunday morning and... my metatarsal was fractured. Not only that but it wouldn't stay out in a cast. So.....
Now remember, knitting is what keeps me sane. No knitting, no driving, lots of drugs, no able to dress myself, write, use a knife. I was going INSANE. Things are improving. There has been a little knitting. The kids are still alive (I have managed not to strangle them in my frustration - there were some close calls though!). I can exercise again. Life is slowly getting better. I still have occupational therapy twice a week and probably have to have steroid injections into my hand next week, but after 17 weeks I can see some improvement.
I even managed to make something
And I have almost completed this, at long last
What have I learned? That I am not a very patient person but that the word STOIC is a very good description of me.
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