Friday, August 26, 2011
Be Careful What You Wish For
Until it was over. As soon as we walked out the front door of the Indiana Theater, it all went down hill...fast. Heading back toward the car, I didn't see the curb. In the blink of an eye (although it seemed like it happened in slow motion) I lay flat on the concrete. People were wanting me to sit up and straighten my legs but all I remember is the pain in both feet and ankles. There was no way I could stand up. After what seemed like an eternity the ambulance arrived and Kenneth and I spent the rest of the night in the emergency room.
Short version of a very long story, I ended up with a broken right ankle and a left foot that was messed up with sprained ligaments and tendons. My permanent footwear for at least 6 weeks is a knee high boot on my right foot and an ugly black shoe on my left. I was told to stay off of them as much as possible and keep them elevated. The shoe I can take off at night but the boot doesn't come off at all, for anything.
But, as all unpleasant things in life, this too shall pass. (And I did get Jimmie's autograph!)
So, until next time...that's my view.