Just when I need to move with some speed because I have so much to do, my foot decides to start hurting for no apparent reason. One step my foot was fine; the next, it hurt. After limping on it over two weeks, I realized I could not stubborn it out any longer. I headed to my doctor’s office.
The good news is that X-rays did not show a fracture. The bad news is that now my ankle, shin, knee, hip, and back all hurt. Apparently, limping is not good for any body part. I still don’t know what I did to my foot, but at least I have some relief from the pain.
I went to the pharmacy and was fitted for a boot to immobilize and support my right foot. My whole leg felt better almost as soon as the pharmacist strapped on the boot. It isn’t really easier to walk, but it is less painful. I also have a prescription for a pain reliever. As usual, I have mixed feelings about pain relievers. This one does help the pain, but it makes me dizzy and dopey. (My husband says he can tell I’m dizzy, but hasn’t noticed any other change. Ha, ha, so funny.)
I’m so dopey on this medication that I just couldn’t pull together a post on salad recipes for Memorial Day. I’ll use the recipes later, but I knew I needed to post something in spite of feeling quite loopy. I thought about it (as well as I could think) and decided to talk about my perspective these days: propping my feet up on various pieces of furniture around the house. I sit and look at my feet all day now, why shouldn’t I share the joy with all of you?
This brainstorm came to me as I was sitting on the daybed in my office looking at my desk and laptop, hoping inspiration would leap off the screen or appear outside my window.
I sat in the office to take a much needed coffee and almond break. Trying to walk in a boot is hard work! Trying to think of a post to write is even harder!
Of course, my foot was propped up on the ottoman in front of the daybed.
Inspiration did not strike so I moved to the den and tried out the ottoman and chair there.
Still nothing. Perhaps, the den sofa?
Very comfortable, but still not inspirational. I’ll check out the living room.
Not quite right. Maybe a different pillow . . .
Still not what I need. Maybe my favorite reading chair and ottoman?
Nope. I feel almost like Goldilocks: too hard, too soft, but never anything just right. And this has been my day, today and for the last several days, searching for a comfortable place to put my foot up and read.
Jim and I have always tried to have comfortable places to sit, to put our feet up, with good lighting for reading and a convenient place for a drink and snacks. These are some of the small, simple things that make being at home a pleasure. These are the small delights of home.
Speaking of small delights: Later this week I head to my daughter’s home to await the arrival of her new baby and to help her and her husband with their toddler. I will post when I can. Please keep their little family in your prayers for the safe delivery of a healthy baby. I will let you know when Baby Girl arrives.
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