Thursday, August 17, 2006


Title says it all. It hurt. Still does, as a matter of fact.


I have taken to wearing Crocs. As Stu noted, they are remarkably comfortable, and a bit addictive; my New Balance tennies are gathering dust in the corner. I had no other choice, actually; following the surgery, I was admonished to wear sandals, or an "open shoe".

Since I refused to subject the general public to the ghastly spectacle that is my post-surgical foot, I opted for the Crocs.


My bruises are quite splendid now, and I think that just like autumn leaves, they will finally begin to fade. I hope that in just a few more days, the only reminder of the entire expericence will be the scar itself.

That is scary-looking enough on it's own.


I wound up sleeping through much of the last ten days. I finally went past the point of being "caught up" on my sleep, and tumbled over into a state of perpetual sleepiness. I was groggy, grumpy, and lethargic all the time. The Wrench, and Twinks were endlessly patient with me. They fixed me clever little treats to tempt my appetite, and they fetched, carried, and pampered me cheerfully. There are no words to describe how grateful I am to both of them. They were awesome.
I am the luckiest Thim in the world to have them by my side.

As a side note, I did have some really *interesting* dreams. And no, I won't share them with you.

I want this Blog to remain G-Rated.


During my post-surgical recovery, my Mom called. She wanted to know if we would come over to Two Hours East this past weekend. Stepfather was going out to lunch with one of the Stepsisters and her husband, and Mom wanted to spend some time alone with us. The Wrench piloted the minivan, Twinks played her new Nintendo DS Lite in the back, and I enjoyed the scenery. We spent six hours with Mom - took her to lunch, admired their new cottage, drove around a little bit, but mostly we just spent time together. The four of us. That was probably more healing for me than any amount of sleep.


And now it's time to go about the business of getting Miss Twinks ready for school again. Clothing and shoes will be purchased. School supplies will be stockpiled. The summer is almost over.

Ouch, indeed.


Danger Mouse said...

Hooray! So glad you're back and feeling better! I'm jealous of all the sleep you seem to have gotten, but I'm sure you needed it!

Chuck said...

Hey, Thim, glad you're recovering well. After my last surgical experience it was about a week before I was feeling sort of normal.

Glad your Mom is moved and nearby. My Mom is still having problems with where she's living. Hopefully the transition will be over with soon.

Suldog said...

I am so glad to hear you're still here among the living! Keep getting better!

Stu said...

First, how fantastic that you were able to spend such wonderful moments with your mom. That is a blessing. Good for you.

Second, glad to hear you're on the mend. Sucks when it's your feet, as you kinda need them. Glad to hear you are healing quickly.

Third, yeah, them Crocs sure are powerful comfy. Which model did you get, and more importantly, which color?

Fourth, my darling, light of my life, spectacular wife is avoiding similar surgery as we speak. She stonewalled me on it, but her reason was "I'm about to go to Hong Kong," so I let it slide. But when she comes back, the first thing we do is make an appointment with the podiatrist.

Fifth, um, uh, could you, uh, maybe, uh, kinda sorta post a little bitty summary of some of these dreams? Please. :-)

Ericka said...

yay, you're back! and well enough to type!

now i'm freaked out. what did they DO to your feet?? eek.

i too am jealous of the sleep. i could take a nap right here! zzzz

what? oh, right. hi!

and i'm so happy your mom is moved and closer. that makes me jealous too, although i'd rather be the one to move...