One of Those Weeks

Physical therapy was my first stop of the week and that was this morning.

There is another appointment on Wednesday with those folks, and they are busy taking measurements of my ankle and foot, as my referral is up on Wednesday and on Thursday I get the joy of having to go up to Somers’Point to see my Orthopedic doctor, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll get sprung out of the physical therapy prison.

My foot still doesn’t feel right, but I think to the fact that it was August 31st when it was diagnosed with the tendonopothy.It’s a heck of a while to be going through this. I am hoping that we can figure something else out, especially since I am due to work for a day on the 23rd and on January 18th, hoping my foot is ok enough to get through a day.

It’s after reading what I have just written that I don’t wonder why I am waiting for February 1st. I am sure I’d enjoy the holidays if I was more in the frame of a well body to enjoy them.Don’t get me wrong; I will as best as I can, but the ghost of Christmas past make me so wistful.


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Sixty two year old married female, care-giving, loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

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