Broken foot bone

May 25

May 29

On May 24, I stubbed my little toe on a chair leg. I figured it was broken, but as the swelling, etc. subsided, I could pinpoint the break and it was in the bone leading to the little toe. When it seemed not to be improving, I went and got it x-rayed. Dr. says the break is healing, but slowly because I flex my foot, so he put a non-flex shoe on it.

I really had been abusing it. On May 27, two days after the break, I watered the trees at the oasis, which entailed walking for four hours on it. Then after I got back to town, the oasis got a good rain and caught some runoff. On the 29th I went back down to pump some of the water. That meant dragging a heavy gas pump, carrying priming water and gas, getting into the tank of water to arrange the intake, and too much other torture to mention. When I finished that, I took a nap, then cleaned out a storage building that my son had recently mouse-proofed. (He's currently in Colorado for a month) Plus all my regular housework, feeder servicing, etc. Basically, from the time I broke it, I did all that I normally would do, plus some. With this unflexible shoe, and resting it, it should heal now.

A couple of years ago I cracked my other foot's navicular bone and was hobbling in pain for nearly 8 months, but this isn't as debilitating.

As for the rain, the oasis looks lovely, and I added a couple of feet of water to the stucco tank. It loses 1½" per day, so not a great gain, but I've learned that every little bit helps.

Sometimes I feel like life is in a holding pattern, just waiting for the next hurdle! But so many people are so much worse off, that I can't complain. I feel gratitude!