Thank you and goodbye…to the boot
Since breaking my ankle on March 9, I have been wearing an orthopedic boot. Today, I was allowed to take the damn thing off — for good! The break in the fibula is healed. The injury to the talus (or talar dome) is healing and doesn’t need the boot any longer. I’m supposed to take it easy, put my foot up when I can, take Ibuprofen and use ice at the end of the day…oh, and go slow in getting back at the gym. Thank you, boot, for the help, but I will no longer be requiring your services.
On the novel, as of this morning, 6,619 words. (Thank you, broken ankle, for slowing me down and helping me to finish PEARL’S ALCHEMY and start something new. But I will no longer be requiring your services.)
Progress on all fronts.
Poor boot. It’s sad when a boot gets booted.
Cause for celebration!
The boot looks like a medieval torture device. Thanks but good riddance!
Your POOR ANKLE!!! I wish you were still wearing the boot since I know you won’t be following any of the directions given to protect it.
Please, prove me wrong! : )
My ankle is healing and getting stronger every day! I’m not in Bellingham today, besides, with Bruce and Annie, walking around on a campus tour…the ankle is a good excuse, no?