A Better Day

[przed]

It's been a much better day today.

I started off by pulling out of the running of both the questionable jobs. I immediately felt a ton less stressed, which tells me it was completely the right thing to do.

I then made a lightning run up to Parry Sound, arrived just in time to meet Mom and my cousin at the entrance to the hospital. The surgeon saw mom, and assured us that the bruising on her foot was just leftover blood from the surgery draining to the lowest point. It will dissipate soon enough, and mom is doing fine. This is an immense relief. (I'm glad we saw him, since the foot looks pretty alarming. More alarming is the fact that mom, my cousin, and the neighbour who's been checking on mom say the whole thing looked ten times worse yesterday. Yikes!)

I'm actually posting this via the good old Parry Sound Library wireless internet. Apparently they don't bother blocking LJ if you're using your own computer. (Hoorah for my shiny new Mac laptop. It's a beauty.)

Tomorrow I should be back in Toronto, and back doing the whole job search thing. (Though I'm thinking a repeat matinee viewing of Sherlock Holmes is in order. I really need to get a Holmes icon uploaded.)

Comments

[przed.livejournal.com]

Dear lord, how many times have you broken bones in your feet? I've broken toes three times (once playing footie, once stubbing the previously broken toe, and once kicking our at-the-time brand new bed) and it was stupidly painful. All three times I had to take a few days and do nothing but sit with my foot up. (The first time, during uni, I tried walking to class, but when it took fifteen minutes to get five houses down the street, I turned around and went home.)

[gritsinmisery.livejournal.com]

Once when I was 13, once in my 20s, and then December of both 1998 and 2003 (that last time I didn't even fall -- just had my ankle give way -- but still... snap! in two places.) Needless to say, I was very, very careful in December of 2008.