Happy Thanksgiving. Although I'd like to think I do it far more often than once a year, today I give thanks for Rick (especially for his wonderful support during our trip); for our two happy, healthy baby grands; for marvelous friends and family; for a life that allows me the ability to travel, create and be relatively comfortable; reasonably decent health and of course, for Sweet Lizzie. I am so very grateful.
Many of you have asked how I'm doing with my foot since returning and since some of you are no-reply bloggers (and in any event, I'm having trouble getting blogger comments to my email), I thought I'd give you a brief update at the end of this post.
But first, a quick look at our holiday art sale! Yes, I was thankful to those who supported my Gypsy Caravan! As we have in previous years, ten of us gathered our diverse sets of creativity together for a pre-Thanksgiving gift sale. My selection included note cards (and larger sized ones) of my photos and some of my paintings; watercolors; bookmarks and a few older items from the inventory -- some silk scarves and plaster boxes.
It all went very well! I will be updating my Gypsy Caravan hopefully by the end of this week (on the menu bar above, or it will be as soon as I finish adding the new things and deleting the old!). Thanks to those of you who contacted me and have already ordered things for the holiday.
The short answer to the foot question is "it's better than in Europe." The longer answer, revealed by an MRI, is ruptured tendon which affected the ankle and midfoot, and a heel spur on the same foot. Oh yes, and loads of osteoarthritis in both foot and ankle. The tendons will heal; the osteoarthritis (and my wretchedly flat feet), not.
I find it hard to believe I was walking around Europe for nearly a month with a ruptured tendon and heel spur. But then again, I don't because I've never had pain like that before. And I spared you the photo of my barefoot and swollen ankle. (You're welcome.) This has been going on since early August when I first started dealing with it. Thinking it was just an orthotic adjustment, that was what I did first; then I got new shoes, followed by a referral to a podiatrist (who didn't do the X-ray my primary doc wanted), prednisone (actually for the lip but it helped the foot), then more doc visits, XR, MRI and the orthopedic guy.
So, now I have a snazzy looking (not) support brace which I need to wear when walking around for any length of time for the next six weeks. In addition, plenty of foot rest, ice, foot stretching and orthotics adjustments as needed.
I've been treating it quite gently since I've been home and I will say it has improved. I also haven't put the stress on it I did while traveling and I have better access to ice for more frequent icing. Would it hold up if I did a short mile-and-a-half ditch walk or longer? I'm not sure. Maybe I'll give it the IKEA test in a week or so!
At any rate, I thank you all for your concern. And I have to say, I'd do it again -- I loved every second in England and Paris. Maybe not so much as I would have could I have gone on longer, maxed out my time. But that gives me a good reason to go back.
And back we will! Next time, my very favorite thing of the whole Paris visit! Happy Thanksgiving Weekend!
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