Actually, I have a pain in the foot. I stepped on a nail yesterday. Note to self: Wear shoes. Don’t worry, I will be just fine. I just had a tetanus shot, it is not a deep puncture, and I am resting my foot.
Yesterday started to get better after I wrote my blog entry. In particular, looking at the photo I posted with the entry, an angry little girl in her red sequined outfit, made me laugh. My friend, Jennie came over and we walked over to a local restaurant for an early dinner. There was nice outdoor seating and it was sunny but not too hot. We had a really nice time.
This morning, John woke up and told me that he “feels 20 times better than yesterday.” Hooray! We are going to the new Chihuly glass garden at Seattle Center later this morning.
Surgery went well. I am staying overnight in the hospital.
So my pain level is low but so is my energy. I did actually put on normal clothes today as well as make up and got a pedicure. (John came with me at my request and got the guy’s pedicure. I had offered to let him pick out my nail color then thought better of it as I saw him reaching for green polish with enormous glitter flakes in it.) Then a little lunch and I am pooped again. This healing thing takes energy. I’m going to try to take a nap.
I carried out my coping plan yesterday and I feel a lot better today. I have reread a number of posts and I see that I need a copy editor! Oh well, I guess I can’t expect perfection, but clarity of communication might be nice. Thanks for your continued readership!
I’ve been seeing my internist, Martha Hyde, MD of Swedish Medicine for several years now. She is excellent not only for her medical expertise but for her amazing memory (“Elizabeth, how is your practice?” says the MD who sees 3-4 patients an hour and sees me only once per year) and compassion. Today, I received not one, but two lovely voice mails from her one to my home phone and the second to my cell phone. She empathized with my stress, reassured me that she was monitoring my treatment, and expressed optimism about my prognosis. How nice is that? Thank you, Dr. Hyde!






