Heaven for Women is a Broken Foot
Heaven for Women is a Broken Foot
So, two weeks ago I got my ‘ol bunion fixed. It was quite a hefty operation too. I had so much damage that a bone had to be broken and two tendons cut, don’t I sound like an old person trying to outdo your bunion surgery? Anyway, the wonderful doctor told me that I couldn’t even think of putting weight on the foot, even to balance for five weeks and that I would have to stay home from work since I drive for my job for at least eight weeks. What this means is that all I can do is sit on the couch. I can’t carry anything, because I am totally dependent on the crutches and if I lose my balance I could really damage my foot worse than before and this whole process will turn into a much longer thing. What that means is that my husband is totally motivated to keep me sitting, so that this ends as soon as possible. What that means for me is that I am in total heaven! I think the last time I rested this much I was in a uterus.
Everyone keeps saying to me, “aren’t you going stir-crazy?” No. I am loving it. Is that wrong? It seems as though it should be wrong since that is what everyone keeps asking me. My house is totally trashed and as a result of that I have maids coming on Saturday. I get to rest, read, write, watch TV and have maids clean my house. Is anyone smelling what I’m cooking? I have to say that it’s hilarious that I would use that phrase since I don’t want to cook anything, but this is one meal that I will heat up. The biggest difference is that my mind isn’t so busy and so full and running non-stop with things I need to do. It’s like your mind is out of breath all the time and it never gets a chance to catch up. Well, this is my chance to catch up. I know it won’t last forever, but I am hoping to re-grow some lost brain cells and come back with more brain power to handle it all. If nothing else I am just going to enjoy myself. There’s nothing I can do about it, the foot had to be fixed. Now it has to heal, so why make an effort to be crazy. I’m just gonna not worry and be happy. Now, what else on my body needs a little surgery…
