That paragraph you just read, was typed out, then left to idle on the page while I went for a walkabout. I knew I wouldn't be able to go the distance, but maybe at least get out into the sunshine and allow the wind to blow over my face, easing my anxious thoughts, encouraging me that better days would be ahead if I just tried.
The walk lasted all of 15 minutes. Fifteen very slow minutes, with the last 10 being a bit more painful than I cared for. I feel like I have lost my momentum, but I will get it back eventually. Just as soon as I find out what in the world has happened to my foot. I can still work at the business, if I don't move around too much, since most of my services behind the chair are done in one position anyway, so I'm able to deal with the occasional bolt of pain that shoots up through the top of my foot and spreads out over the top as it reaches for the ankle, trying so very hard to stop me in my tracks. It will have to do better than that to stop this old gal.
Maybe I should check in with a doctor...
Also wondering when my shadow became bigger than me, here you will find me...in Mary's World
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