Friday, January 30, 2009

Another Step Towards Freedom

This is the new walking cast/boot. I have my leg resting comfortably...ok...almost comfortably on the bed. I have decided it is the staples that hurt..

Thursday, January 29, 2009


It was snowing the night I broke the ankle and it seems as though it has done nothing but snow since I decided to feature the one and only plant that I have never killed...thanks were correct..

Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Today the cast was cut...she cut both sides so that Friday all they have to do is pry it off before surgery...(it stays because she just cut the casted part...the cloth below is the still whole and is keeping it on me).

Was I worried she would get ME? Not really, but a couple of times it sure felt close...I was brave..even when it tickled. I am really getting excited to get this thing off...

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Another One

So I was sitting there looking out the window at the sadly deceased aborvitae and I see a face...don't know what it is with me and seeing faces in inanimate objects...recognize her?

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Since We Were So Close...

...I did a little shopping...because I believe that like books, you can never have enough yarn, especially when what you want is on sale. How nice that Jo-Ann's is right there by the SOS.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Stop 2 of the Great Outing

All things considered, getting my card renewed seemed like a good thing...

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Fresh Air!!

Gale sprung me from house arrest today...our first stop was the bank for some money so we could make all the other can see the footrest for the wheelchair reflecting on the glass of the rear window. I only had one transaction and I had all my ID...Robin sent it in the mail.

Stay tuned...there will be more pics from my outing as the days go by...aren't you glad I have some new stuff???? I am!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


I am getting pretty good at transporting things, but it sure would have been easier if they put a cupholder on the wheelchair...I guess that is why I anything other than my water goes in a travel mug, huh?

Monday, January 19, 2009

Mission Central

This is where it all happens now...the dining table..
T and KJ...that Kohl's offer is good for 2 more days! It's the "$trech your dollar" sale..wooohoo.

Sunday, January 18, 2009


Abby posing for her Christmas pic. I am cheating here. Robin took this one...its the one I had at the "home". It's somewhat difficult to do a pic-a-day when you are snowbound and can't get out and about. So tonite, I am taking a break....

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Friday, January 16, 2009

Business Casual

You will all recognize this guy...I have a major crush on him. I think that it is the accent. I just hope they don't force him to wear the suit....

Tuesday, January 13, 2009


The sun was shining lie to the temperatures.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Wounds...NOT Closeup

This is what they looked like before the staples came out and the cast was put on.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

The Big Reveal

If you look close you can see my toes peeking out....she just kept cutting and cutting and cutting and all these layers of gauze just kept popping up....until finally...

we got down to the last bandage....swollen, bruised and numb..

Friday, January 9, 2009


When I got home from the "home", I had a get well card from Aidan that he painted for me. This was taken while he was creating it. The finished product hangs on my fridge.


Caught me a nasty case of bronchitis at rehab....

Thursday, January 8, 2009


Post surgery x-ray. Would love to get my hands on the first set they took when I first got there.

The staples are now gone...had those removed on the 31st. I had them on both sides, but you can only see the one side here. On the 30th, Dr. A will go back in and take out the two screws that go all the way across. Those are holding it all together while it heals. The plate, the short screws and the two angled up will stay with me forever.

The bright spot on the bottom isn't a glowing bone...just the reflection of the flash....

Still debating if I will post the pics of my incisions ... I think they are cool but not sure about the squeamish among you.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Pietro Penguin

One of the hi-lights of my stay. Robin came to visit me on Christmas day. She brought with her a few gifts she thought would cheer me up or otherwise add to my decor. Pietro was my Christmas gift from Jan and Bob and what a neat surprise he was. He had lights in his legs, on his scarf and his hat...they blinked and winked and kept things merry. He added a festive note to 410-1, I have to say. I know Debbi will be jealous, but this one is mine.

Christmas Lunch

The remains of my Christmas lunch. I think it was lemon meringue pie for dessert...I ate that first. This meal was actually served warm (not hot..warm) and the ham was real. Most of it was palatable, but the potatoes were pretty blah.

I hope that I never have to eat institutional food again in my life. Meals were always a surprise. Didn't matter what you got what you got. Not once did I get the measly piece of bacon I asked for...low salt diet, doncha know. We won't discuss the packets of salt that were on every tray I got.... Christmas dinner was supposed to be roast beef, I got stuffed shells (and I don't think they were Stouffers). More often than not the food was cold...not warm, was tasteless...some of it went back to the kitchen on the spot it was so grossly unappetizing. One learned to save the cookie or the crackers. I had pop brought in and that was the mainstay of my diet. Finally, near the end I had FOOD brought in. Many of my readers know that I work in Foodservice...that my company brokers the products that one will find in schools, hospitals etc. I guess when you eat that food under optimum conditions, ie it is cooked properly, served hot it isn't so bad....but I have to tell you.....if ever you have to stay at one of those places....bring your own groceries. I should mention here that the facility I was at was one of the better ones out there. I heard that over and over from my co-inmates who had been at other places, and from people visiting.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Who Am I?

My name bracelet at the "home" The blue foot and the red star denote a fall hazard....not sure anybody really looked at it...but then...I WAS pretty vocal....

I wanted to save the one from St. Joe's but I was distracted when Edie was doing the switch and she tossed it. At St. Joe's you are just another number...honest...they BAR CODE you!...Everytime somebody gave me meds or a shot or whatever, they scanned their barcode, then mine. I don't think I was on sale....

Breaking the Rules

So this was supposed to be a picture a day that would give you a small idea of my daily life. Until I "catch up" on all that has happened, it will be anybody's guess as to how many posts there are every day.....especially since I am a prisoner in my own home (a good thing...much better than being a prisoner in rehab).

Fentanyl (sp)....a fast acting trip to hell.....I would rather deal with the pain than the effects of that. Imagine being a motion sickness maven, riding backwards in an ambulance, under the effects of a drug that makes you think the ambulance just took off and is now flying? Yeh.

In ER they gave me something for the nausea and something for everything else..xrayed the ankle, knocked me out to do the reduction and after that ... who knows.

The time I spent in hospital presents itself as a series of mist-enshrouded dreams, vague and shapeless and out of sequence...nameless faces and faceless names...voices in the middle of the night talking about "vitals"...the sting of yet another needle trying to find a vein...soundless TV...monitor alarms...a disembodied voice announcing "CodeBlue"....(oh Lord, please don't let it be me).

Monday, January 5, 2009

Ava's Artwork

Ava sent me a get well card....pop-up tulips...who wouldn't get well with that to look at? I kept it on my "table" next to my picture of Abby that the kids sent me.


I was able to escape from the prison I am finally home and able to start relaying news again....

Signed, Sealed....

The doc autographed the toe for me....well, ok, it was his way of marking to make sure they had the correct ankle...