The Follow-Up Visit

So off I go to the doctor's office today, and who has to take me? My granny, I love her dearly but she refuses to drive the highway. Off we go in the big Buick to the hospital (that is where his office is at), and a drive that would take me 20 minutes on the highway took nearly an hour on surface streets. Don't get me wrong I am thankful for my granny taking me to the doctor's and all but sitting up like that for an hour almost killed me. We arrived safely and there are few weirder feelings than having your elderly grandmother drop you off at the door and park the car cause you can't make the walk.

We meet back up inside the door the Buick tucked safely away in the parking garage. I cannot imagine what would posses a person to put an orthopedic office so far from the elevator. My walker and I had a good ol time walking the 60 yards to his office, did it in 15 minutes flat. (keep your Speedy Gonzales jokes to yourself) There is lots of insurance confusion at the doctor's office and I hope to get that straightened out tomorrow. Overall, the visit went well; I spent way too much time alone in the office, I began to sing weird songs to my foot about how ugly it is. That is all I have to say about that. I got a new cast and the doctor said my wound was healing just right. This always makes me feel better.

The rest of today I have spent in the bed, all the walking I did to his office and back wore me out. I hope tomorrow will prove to be a restful day and I can enjoy every moment of it, by the way my new cast is light and small so it makes it much easier to get around YIPPEE. Thanks everyone for praying for me, please pray for our mission teams as they ready for the return trip, and I know one is flying back tomorrow pray for her specifically. I love to hear from you so drop me a line, an e-mail, a comment, or something