Hobbled

I thought I was hobbled. I had to wear this shoe for four weeks.

I had a follow up appointment with the MD today. Now I really am hobbled.

Just to add insult to injury, by a special alignment of the planets, I had Robert's truck for the day (a rare treat that happens about annually) and had plans for a splurge excursion to Trader Joe's. Let's just say that errands are not nearly as much fun in 90 degree heat while struggling to get a bootie off/on in order to drive/walk.

I may have to set up a special fund to have the house repainted after I whack the bootie against every flat surface.

Happy summer!