When I was a young girl, my uncle hurt his foot. My mother made him a chocolate pudding with meringue topping. From that day forward, chocolate pudding with meringue topping was known as "foot pudding." She did not make it often for us but it was always a special treat when she did. My brother would request it for his birthday every year. And, she would make it for him.
I sure wish I had some of that foot pudding for my foot! But, since she has been gone for many years, I am thinking this will not happen.
Teachers report to school this Tuesday. Not to get off on the wrong foot (see how I slid that idiom in!), I will not be attending since my doctor thinks I need to stay out until I am weight bearing. That could be right after Labor Day or the last part of September. This distresses me greatly but there is nothing I can do about it so there is no reason to worry. Right?!
The good news is that I was able to attend my church yesterday. My leg has not been happy about it today but the service fed my spiritual soul and that is far more important than a little pain. We live an hour away from our church and I had been going to a local church every Sunday. There is just no place like your church and pastor. What a wonderful service it was!
I will start week 6 this coming week. Apparently, my doctor wants me to stay non-weight bearing 8-10 weeks. I can't wait to stand on my own two feet again!!
The pain is getting less and less each week. I suspect when I start weight bearing that it will hurt again. My stitches are almost out. I have 5 more left to take out. Those were under a scab the last time I went to the doctor. He has me doing flexibility exercises three times a day with my foot.
I go back tomorrow to see what he says. I know it will be a good report!