SHOWERS

"ODE TO THE SHOWER" is my next project. I'm working on it, even as I type. If you have never had to omit a shower from your daily routine, then you have no idea about this feeling. It is not only worthy of an ode, but also a prayer of thanksgiving is also necessary. Maybe even lighting candles of thanksgiving should be included also.

My Dr finally released me to shower yesterday. I had to wait until Bob came home today, just in case... It was well worth the wait. It was so wonderful I think I would even diagnose it as an "ethereal" experience.

Wiener has been like a "second" skin to me since I have been home. I don't think she has been away from my side except when Bob has taken her out "to sniff air" as I call it. That is mostly what she does along with every, single blade of grass in the complex. She is very protective right now and has "barked" her head off ever since I've been home. No one has been allowed to enter the door without her approval, including Bob. (Maybe he is a little suspect to her)

I have been home approx 1 1/2 weeks and probably will be off another week or so. IF I go back before the end of the 8 weeks, I will probably be in a wheel chair. I won't be able to walk on my foot for about another month or so.

Another project that I've experienced while I've been off is shattering the back window of my mustang. That was extremely interesting. Something I've never done before. It was covered by insurance, so I had no out of pocket expense. And, when the owner of Lloyd's glass in downtown Orlando found out I couldn't drive, he came and picked up my car and brought it back all fixed. Wasn't that sweet of him. Men are so accommodating, most of the time.

I went to a wedding recently. It was beautifully done-red and white were the colors; the food was excellent; music superb; and the couple looked great. I don't know why, but I have concerns. If you know me, then you know at times I have "feelings" about things. I can't explain this but I'll figure it out and then let you know. I wish them well, and all of God's blessings.

CREATIVE

You would think as many creative people in this world, that someone could come up with another color, and that we would no longer have to wear these "UGLY" black boots when something is wrong with our feet.

I had the surgery. and this is what my "leg" looks like right now. Black happens to be one of my favorite colors to wear, but this boot is sooooooo boring that nothing matches it and you can't "dress it up" in any way. Pitiful, huh?

And Wiener, she has stuck to me like glue. She is very protective right now. I think she senses something is not quite right but she doesn't know what. She is also very careful with my leg. She has jumped up on the couch, over my leg that is propped up on pillows, in the middle of my stomach. She didn't even come close to the foot.

I am out of work for 2-8 weeks. I have an appt next week w/my dr to have the staples taken out and he will determine what type of therapy I will have at that time. We will see how it goes. Until then, I'm trying to train Wiener to open the refrigerator door. The only problem with this is that I have to train her not to eat what she sees. This may not be as easy as I think.

Plantar Fasciitis

This is one of the pictures that I took while we had our Team Builder last week. It was a "behind the scenes" experience and "TOTALLY" awesome to be this close to the animals.
Another experience in my life was an "unexpected" turn and I will be out of work 2-8 weeks. I am having surgery on my right heel. I have Plantar Fasciitis, which is a type of infection or irritation in your tendons and tissue that can develop when you stand on your feet too long. Therapy only made it hurt more.
Dr Funk (yes. That;s his name) said I had 3 choices -
1. Do nothing and live with the pain
2. Continue with therapy, which isn't helping
3. Have surgery

I was ready to have him cut off the foot if that would have stopped the aching and pain up the back of my leg, but he assured me that surgery was the way to go. So, tomorrow morning at 6:30, Charles and I will be at the surgy center across from ORMC and should be home by 10. That is the plan now. You know how plans are. They can always be changed. And as has been the norm lately for me, they do.