The Shoe Doesn't Fit!

I'll get to the shoe part later... As I mentioned in my last post we drove to a friends cottage on Sunday for a few days of rest for me and work for Steve. He had been promising to drywall a bedroom and dining room on their new addition and it seemed like a perfect time to go.

The drive up was a bit stressful for me sitting in the back seat with my foot elevated and became even more so when we lost half our brakes on the very curvy road. Luckily we were able to safely get off the highway and find a mechanic to replace two broken brake lines. Our friends who were waiting at a pre arranged meeting spot just ten minutes away came to get us and we left the car behind. I think we were incredibly lucky.

To say I was spoiled for the three days would be an understatement. I didn't take advantage of it though, I'm sure I was a good guest. Once settled at the cottage, this was my view for the whole three days, lovely isn't it...


While there we also celebrated Steve's birthday. Liz quietly baked her famous family birthday cake for him and I'd like to report it was delicious and I had more than one piece. Steve was thrilled to be remembered.

The shoe that doesn't fit. When I was given this boot last week I told the nurse it didn't fit. She was the snarky one who told me not to worry, it fit. Well it doesn't, it's about a half inch short. Now since I'm only allowed to walk on my heel this is a problem. My heel is now terribly sore from hobbling around on this thing. Tomorrow I'm back to the hospital to change the cast and hopefully take the wires out of my foot and I'm going to insist on a boot that fits. I can't imagine hobbling around on this thing for another four weeks.