Tuesday is my big day. This morning, I have my x-rays that will provide my favorite podiatrist (pause....note dripping sarcasm) with a status of the Pin. One critical component of having the Pin in my foot is that I don't bend it. Should I inadvertently bend the Pin, I would have to have it surgically removed. Take a moment and think about the statement. A bent Pin in my foot. I shudder. So you bet that I have taken good care to not bend or otherwise compromise the Pin so that it may be removed. The goal for the beginning is to REMOVE the Pin.
Now that brings up an entirely different post, my abject horror at the thought of my favorite podiatrist (pause) simply pulling the Pin right out of my foot. Just sitting in the chair and


While Paul was grilling the corn and steaks, Mr. Samson was playing with a stick. This was after he tried to chase the hawk.. He was really riled up and took it out on a stick. Of course, he kept looking for the hawk. Always the hunter .....
It's off for the day. Enjoy it!
It's off for the day. Enjoy it!
1 comment:
Too bad they don't make pins that dissolve...you know, like sutures? Then, one day it would just be gone. How cool would THAT be??
L.
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