Guess this is the latest bunionectomy update under a different name:  I took my good wife, whom I love dearly, to get the sutures taken out of her foot.  There, we both learned that the good doctor who performed the surgery would prefer she stay off of it another month.  Given that she's out of vacation time and wants to go back to work next week in the worst possible way, and that the short-term disability she's been paying premiums for has yet to send us a dime, and we're getting dangerously close to having to go into deficit spending mode, we both let him know this was just not acceptable.  

          So, he set my sweetie up with a Star Wars-style kind of booth that lets her walk around a little more than the blue orthopedic sandal she's been suffering the past couple of weeks.  There's a couple of air pockets on it you can inflate with a special squeegie that actually makes it quite comfortable.  With this boot, my sweetie can go back to work next week on schedule.

          Nevertheless, she's out of vacation time, which means picking up the family appointments she normally covers will fall on me for awhile. And that, really, is all I have tonight.  Funny how even after counting my blessings I still feel weird about life sometimes.  There's a lot going on with my family I'm not about to write about here, and it's challenging to say the least, but it is not the worst it could be.  Far from it. God remains merciful and that's the important thing.  Oremus! 
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