I couldn't figure out how to write under the pictures, so I will write in the "comments" section. I just put these x-ray pictures on here in case any of you thought I was just "faking" the surgery for attention and so I could sit in my "basement office" with Maggie all day watching daytime TV and making people bring me food! The plate is the dark rectangular thing in my foot and the pin is the long dark thing going through it. Fun times! I am proud of myself for figuring out why my scan of the x-rays was "corrupted" and how to finally get them on here. In the words of London Tipton, "YAY ME!" (too much disney channel!)
P.S. If you follow the pin into my foot at about the point where the pin ends you will see a joint in the "bridge" (hee,hee) of my foot. That is where the original #@$^% cyst was.
Haha. Yes, Becky! I might get the pin out on Friday. He just pulls it out in his office. EEEK! He says it doesn't hurt but I'm a little nervous about it.
Ok. That just completely grosses me out. Yuck!! Actually makes me feel a little queasy. When Joseph had the surgery on his nose last summer they had to put packing in and they said that taking it out a day or two later would be "simple". IT WASN'T! Poor Joseph. He almost threw up. Just some encouraging words to cheer you on, Alice! Do you get to keep the pin? Joseph has the plate that was in his leg.
Oh, poor Joseph! I don't think I want the pin! He said my pin didn't go straight in ---it kind of went in the plate and back out again, so it's not completely straight inside my foot. I guess that's what's making me nervous.
Wow. That is really gross. But thanks, Alice, for killing my appetite. I had been thinking about eating a brownie, but now I think I'll pass. It does look like that pin could come in handy, though. For instance, if the kids try to talk back to you or something, you could just give them a little jab to teach them who's boss. Could come in handy. Maybe you should leave it there.
P.S. My word verification that just came up when I posted the last comment was "snorti". Excellent word - snorti. I think your next contest should be the best use "snorti" in a sentence. I'll be thinking.....
Thanks for all the sympathy guys! I just posted these to make you feel sorry for me! I "snorti" don't wanna get it out now! P.S. You should eat the brownie anyway, Kathleen! They are good for whatever ails ya. I plan on eating one to celebrate getting the pin out---that is if someone will bring me one! Oh, and I am done kicking kids with my foot. The last time I tried to kick Kent in the rear, I broke my toe!
What?? And you say I'M spoiled? At least I was still a kid living at home. You're just sitting in your basement office, and Mom brings you treat! Good grief!
My foot is doing pretty well. The bruises are starting to fade, and I can bend my big toe a little bit. But, thanks for asking, Alice! I believe I was disabled almost 16 years ago and I don't remember Mom bringing me brownies. But, she was probably too busy taking care of Matt and Chris, doing my laundry, etc!
I couldn't figure out how to write under the pictures, so I will write in the "comments" section. I just put these x-ray pictures on here in case any of you thought I was just "faking" the surgery for attention and so I could sit in my "basement office" with Maggie all day watching daytime TV and making people bring me food! The plate is the dark rectangular thing in my foot and the pin is the long dark thing going through it. Fun times! I am proud of myself for figuring out why my scan of the x-rays was "corrupted" and how to finally get them on here. In the words of London Tipton, "YAY ME!" (too much disney channel!)
ReplyDeleteP.S. If you follow the pin into my foot at about the point where the pin ends you will see a joint in the "bridge" (hee,hee) of my foot. That is where the original #@$^% cyst was.
ReplyDeleteUgh! That is NOT pretty. So now the saying "you're on pins and needles" really could hold true for you 24/7!
ReplyDeleteHaha. Yes, Becky! I might get the pin out on Friday. He just pulls it out in his office. EEEK! He says it doesn't hurt but I'm a little nervous about it.
ReplyDeleteI have a friend who had a similar surgery a couple of years ago, and getting the pin out was a breeze!
ReplyDeleteOh, good. That is reassuring to know.
ReplyDeleteOk. That just completely grosses me out. Yuck!! Actually makes me feel a little queasy. When Joseph had the surgery on his nose last summer they had to put packing in and they said that taking it out a day or two later would be "simple". IT WASN'T! Poor Joseph. He almost threw up. Just some encouraging words to cheer you on, Alice! Do you get to keep the pin? Joseph has the plate that was in his leg.
ReplyDeleteOh, poor Joseph! I don't think I want the pin! He said my pin didn't go straight in ---it kind of went in the plate and back out again, so it's not completely straight inside my foot. I guess that's what's making me nervous.
ReplyDeleteOh, my goodness! I think I'm feeling a little faint! The thought of pulling the pin out gives me the heebie jeebies!!
ReplyDeleteWow. That is really gross. But thanks, Alice, for killing my appetite. I had been thinking about eating a brownie, but now I think I'll pass. It does look like that pin could come in handy, though. For instance, if the kids try to talk back to you or something, you could just give them a little jab to teach them who's boss. Could come in handy. Maybe you should leave it there.
ReplyDeleteP.S. My word verification that just came up when I posted the last comment was "snorti". Excellent word - snorti. I think your next contest should be the best use "snorti" in a sentence. I'll be thinking.....
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the sympathy guys! I just posted these to make you feel sorry for me! I "snorti" don't wanna get it out now! P.S. You should eat the brownie anyway, Kathleen! They are good for whatever ails ya. I plan on eating one to celebrate getting the pin out---that is if someone will bring me one! Oh, and I am done kicking kids with my foot. The last time I tried to kick Kent in the rear, I broke my toe!
ReplyDeleteHaha! Child abuse has a way of getting back at you. I did the same thing to Jake once - didn't hurt him at all, but I twisted my back in the process.
ReplyDeleteI know! Actually, he was running away from me and I instinctively put my foot out to try to stop him. I really wasn't trying to kick him!
ReplyDeleteP.S. Mom just brought me over some brownies.
ReplyDeleteYUM-O! :D I think I'm supposed to share them with the kids and Alan too.
What?? And you say I'M spoiled? At least I was still a kid living at home. You're just sitting in your basement office, and Mom brings you treat! Good grief!
ReplyDeleteHee, hee, hee!
ReplyDeleteYum---brownies!!
ReplyDeleteHaha--Mom must have made it to Bismarck OK!
ReplyDeleteOh and she brings you brownies and you're not even disabled! Well, not physically, at least. JK!
ReplyDeleteI'd like someone to bring me brownies.
ReplyDeleteAll you have to do is become disabled and she might! BTW, how is your foot?
ReplyDeleteMy foot is doing pretty well. The bruises are starting to fade, and I can bend my big toe a little bit. But, thanks for asking, Alice! I believe I was disabled almost 16 years ago and I don't remember Mom bringing me brownies. But, she was probably too busy taking care of Matt and Chris, doing my laundry, etc!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your foot is better!
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