A Quickie in the Snow
The splint is off, the boot is on. And the prohibition against any weight on the ankle still holds. The stitches came out yesterday and the incisions look really nice and clean, no streaking, no redness, so it appears that the surgery went well and the prognosis is good. No more doctor visits for four weeks, then x-rays to make sure everything is right and begin weight bearing therapy on walker and crutches.
The PT home visits are ended and she will have to go out to a PT for rotation and stretching exercises, fortunately there are a couple real close.
Life continues apace.
I have been contacted by a far off cousin regarding our joint genealogy. His name is Dave and he lives in Maryland. He is the great grandson of my grandfather's brother. I leave it to you to work out the relationship. I could find little to nothing on our joint relative, so we have been updating each other on family history from each side and are exchanging pictures and memorabilia. He just began into the genealogical aspects and, like we all were at that stage, is so exited to find anything even if it is wrong. It is interesting.
I am constantly behind on the news events of the day. By the time I hear what is happening it is already old news and all I can do is pass a slow curve instead of a fastball or a slider.
Quickie time is over. Back on my head!
Just one more--
You know what a quickie is, right? Do you know what a coolie is? Look at the title of this post!
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