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What I'm Doing on My Summer Vacation...

You might remember me writing a while back about discovering I had broken my ankle months before. Today was the big day - surgery to re-break the bones and get screws in, etc., technically, an osteotomy and something with the word 'drilling' in the description.

The surgeon chose a lovely florescent orange cast for me. Why? I don't know. It doesn't really match my stylish red toenail polish, does it?

My mother is staying with me for a couple days, pampering me ridiculously. I'm very spoiled! She even made me homemade Mac & Cheese.

Anyway, the surgery went really well, and I'm feeling pretty good, although still rather groggy. I'm not looking forward to spending a hot July in the cast, but what can you do? Thankfully, this Sunday is children's Sunday at church, so I have minimal responsibilities....

In the meantime, I'm checking out reviews of this waterproof cast cover. (I'm in denial about not being able to get in the pool all summer.) Anyone ever tried one?

Comments

Jason D. Moore said…
I hope it heals well and that you'll finally be free of the pain you've been suffering these past number of months!
St. Casserole said…
Yikes! You've had one wild day!

Thinking of you as you wear a beautiful orange cast and praying for your healing!
Greg Hazelrig said…
I'll stand (or sit) with you. If you can't get in the pool, then I won't either to show my support of your healing ankle.

*of course, I don't have a pool :)
Anonymous said…
Hi there how are you feeling?I had surgery as well,plate and a few screws,second time breaking my ankle and also in a cast now and it's blue not orange,lol.Why is your cast cut?As for the cast cover they do help and you can go into the pool with it,feel free to contact me,tippytop100@aol.com,David.
Beth Quick said…
Thanks for the good wishes! (And for the solidarity, Greg ;) )
David - the surgeon splits all his casts that way to make sure there is room to accommodate swelling. Weird, I know. Glad to hear the cast cover worked for you - gives me hope!
karen said…
You poor thing! I bet John will love the brightness of it, though ... maybe THAT'S why it's orange! Love you bunches!
Melissa said…
Oh, no fun. Hope it heals fine!

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