I'm lucky in that I have a job with a large company that provides a lot of time off for medical reasons.
I'm lucky in that the company provides some good healthcare.
I'm lucky in that I have a wonderful woman looking after me in my hours of need.
And I think I'm really lucky to have found a doctor this time who is not a quack and knows what he's doing.
My feet are still very tender, of course, and will remain wrapped in bandages until next week when I expect to get the sutures removed. But I've got the thick rubber shoes and crutches to help me get around when I need to. The thing I heard over and over after surgery was to elevate and ice the feet, which is exactly what I've been doing. Keep the feet above your hips and heart, and keep the ice coming. I've also kept the painkillers coming.

It's a little disconcerting, however, feeling so good while watching TV of so many bad things going on....why does everything have to be such a struggle?
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