The Road to Recovery

 Just a speedy update to mention that I began physical therapy a couple of weeks ago. The latest X-rays show that the fracture line is less visible, indicating healing is progressing, but it IS still visible, indicating that the bone is not yet fully healed.

We've graduated from the air cast/walking boot to an ankle brace that can be worn with a regular shoe over it. This resulted in my having to go buy some compatible shoes, as none of the shoes I owned at the time would fit over the brace. I had to go to PT in (somewhat shoe-like) bedroom slippers on the day after I got the brace, because I was waiting for the shoes I'd ordered to arrive.

Now, I do have a pair of shoes I can put on over the brace, so that's progress!

Also, the hits just keep coming. DH just notified me that the older brother of  Frank P, our friend who passed in 2018 from heart trouble, has also passed. We weren't friends with Joe P, but we were at their house regularly so we saw a lot of him. He was older than Frank, but not so much older that we should have expected to hear this kind of news about him. I wonder what happened? I will try to find out.

This year has definitely been a rough ride, on multiple levels. Not everyone who has passed has been a person I've known well, but even among the acquaintances who have passed, I know enough to say that they're gone before their time. Or, in the cases of the ones who did live to an advanced age, I know enough to say that the world's become a lesser place due to their departure.

But we're all still here, so our job on this planet must not be completed yet. Time to keep forging ahead!