My dad had surgery Saturday, and he’s doing better. The surgery was a success, although he’s going to have a pretty substantial recovery period since they weren’t able to do it laproscopically.
He was still pretty loopy when I talked to him this afternoon, but he sounded good. He wasn’t asking for martinis yet, though. When he does, I’ll stop worrying.
My foot is still being obnoxious, but I’m at least walking instead of limping most of the time. I still have another damn month of physical therapy, but at least I can see some progress now.
I had to get orthotics because my feet are apparently so flat that I could easily retwist my ankle just thinking about walking.
I can feel my back and knees realigning to their proper positions, which is helpful. However, because my ankle was mostly healed while using my old insoles, it’s taken a few steps back since I switched to the orthotics.
And so ends the Shapiro Health Minute. Stay tuned for our next edition, Ellen goes to Atlanta to visit her dad, and they spend the weekend watching baseball on TV while doped to the gills.