I got a text from my mother yesterday telling me that, while walking one of her dogs, she stepped the wrong way and turned in her foot and felt something tear (I'm sure you just grimaced the way I did at that word!!)and now she couldn't walk on it. We had just spent the previous week in the hospital with a big scare for my sister who is fine now. THANK YOU, GOD. Needless to say, the last thing she wanted to do was go back to the hospital. My mother is so good at taking care of all of us and being there for us when we're experiencing "technical difficulties" :) but puts herself on the back burner sometimes for fear of sounding like she's complaining too much. It stems from her childhood, I'm sure, but that is a WHOLE other story and, all things considered, not wanting to sound like a complainer is not so bad. So, long story short, she went to an Orthopedic doctor in lieu of the Emergency Room. It turns out, she broke her foot and is now sporting a maroon colored cast. She got to pick the color and is happy because it matches her car. Yes, that is my mother. For all that she's been thru in her life, she still keeps her sense of humor and her sense for fashion. : )
Many blessings ~ Wendy
P.S. The picture above is the view from my sister's hospital room. The sky was a brilliant shade of blue that day!!