Some times a picture tells the whole story and this picture follows that premise. Yep, this is just about what you will see should you stop by to visit. Any hour of the day and until around 2100 hrs where you will find the background scenery changes to the wall in my bedroom.
I have another doctor's appointment next Wednesday. He will remove this dressing and splint and check the wound site for signs of infection, smear some betadine cream on it and re wrap. He may not do X Rays this time which might save me an extra 150.00 for the visit. I doubt that I will be given my "walking papers" which in my case translates to a boot. I'll be off this foot for another 6 weeks after THAT visit and that is almost a week away but it sounds better then 7 weeks right now. I'm not making sense? I can't argue that.
I sit here and think about prison and being locked away. Then I imagine myself not being a conformist type and ending up in solitary confinement. No TV, no windows, no wheelchair to roll from room to room or unable to crutch it to the outside. Wouldn't that cause your brain to go mush like?
Assembly line work was never my cup of tea but I have huge respect for someone that can do it or do what is called "piece work" where you get paid for each piece or pound of work produced. Please, just pull my teeth without Novocaine. I wouldn't hurt worse. To sit for long periods of time has never been one of my talents. I move and I move a lot.
I've decided to weigh in on the date I visit my doctor. I'll do it before I go and one day later. Weigh ins should be done in the morning so I'll do the second weigh in the morning after the visit as I won't be back home till the afternoon on Dr. day. It's totally sad when the only thing that you can plan to do is a weigh in and a shower which is scheduled every two days.
This healthy eating plan is great as long as you have someone preparing the healthy meals and using a lot of creativity. That would be the husband. When he leaves town, I'll be eating Lean Cuisines again but for now I'm enjoying his pleasure in cooking. Tonight he is marinating chicken wings and grilling them along with some rice dish and I'm sure it won't be plain white rice. That would be too easy. He should have been a chef. Not only does he enjoy cooking but when he plates up the food, a picture of it could grace the cover of Bon Apetit.
Just to throw a wrinkle into my daily activities, I might just take a shower. Now, how's that for being spontaneous? I'm not due one till tomorrow.
My foot and I will be watching a lot of CNN, cruising the net and starting a new novel. I must end this now as I have so much to do and so little time (again with the sarcasm).