When going out to eat, you will most likely get a booth to prop your foot. People are so nice, they will open doors for you and ask you about your injury. I wish I could tell them of some great adventure or of my athletic prowess and my bravery, but I give then the unexciting answer "I had bunion surgery", "eh?", "Paul Bunion?", most people give me a blank look, then I go on to explain that I underwent surgery to correct a foot deformity. I am finally replacing my hoof with a real foot. I have fully given up life as a minotaur.
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| One more hoof to go... |
Also on a side note, when going out to eat or any other sit down establishment, use crutches instead of the iWalk. You will get more sympathy. People give you weird looks when you are removing the iWalk in order to sit. The iWalk has a strap that is kinda close to your crotch. I made the mistake of going to Wahoos wearing a skirt. I dunno, maybe I'm being paranoid.
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| Nothing to see here boys just getting some tacos. |
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| Good pup |
I will not miss...
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| Toe jam is in session. |
Bathing with a cast is an acrobatic effort. There should be a Cirque Du Soleil about it. I made the mistake of experimenting with hair treatments. I globbed on a ton of coconut oil on my hair is if it were the answer to all life's problems. After several washes I still have coconut oil. I look like Squiggy from Laverne and Shirley.
After a couple of more washes I had a Jheri Curl effect going on...
I googled some remedies for removal, but google got me into this mess in the first place. I now have information as pointless content trust issues.
Sitting out from a yoga class. I miss yoga. The lovely instructor had me do restorative poses which really helped. It was nice of her to teach her class and to give me those separate poses. But I was jealous of all the cool stuff the rest of the class was doing.
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