Progress

Answered the phone.  The first thing my son said was that he wanted to tell me just how much he's loving this weather.  It must run in our family, that tendency to love the rain.  I've heard that same comment in the last couple days from our daughter and her son and The Husband.  Something about the rain makes it really fun to stay at home - which is where I'll be the rest of the day.

Heading toward "Happy" feet.

I headed off this morning to my foot/ankle specialist.  After another round of x-rays and some gentle probing he pronounced me on the mend! My sprained ankle/avulsion fracture has healed to the point where I no longer need the brace.  I'm down to the compression stocking.  Which means regular shoes. YAY! (Sunday's pain was just a bit of muscle tweaking, it happens.  It's fine.)

My broken toe is taking its own sweet time mending completely. But progress is seen there also.  I will be more diligent about wrapping the toe, particularly at night since I seem to be always kicking my feet out of the covers and catching that toe in the sheets. Re-injury is not the desired outcome.

I wondered aloud if the dr. had other exercises to help strengthen my ankle and his response warmed my heart: keep walking the way you are, it's really the best thing.  Tomorrow morning, barring the rain (or even maybe in the rain) I'll be walking the trail, building back up to my regular 4-5 daily miles. YAY! again.

I'm again grateful for insurance to help defray those astronomical medical expenses.  I'm also grateful for the ability to perambulate through the grocery without limping, with minimal pain. I'm grateful for the clouds that bring the rain.  And for the luxury of being at home all day if I choose.