It’s been quite a week. Lots of radical tweeting, supporting artists world-wide who are taking a stand to #resist the recent political surges in religious intolerance, mysogeny and homophobia. Lots of writing on projects new and old. Lots of waiting on a project out on submission.
You’d think that would be enough to keep me busy. But no, I found the time, last Saturday afternoon, to take a bad step in a snow-storm, and fold my leg in a Very Unnatural Manner between my Jeep and the stairs to my driveway.
The result?
One regular foot, one pink and purple potato foot.
Technically it is my leg that is broken — the distal fibula in a spiral fracture. Unfortunately, I also tore the corresponding ligament on the inner tibia, which means that even with a cast there isn’t enough support for my ankle. So, surgery tomorrow, six weeks no weight-bearing, and at least nine months before I can go for a run again. It’s my right ankle, so no driving.
I’ve spent the past few days phoning and emailing everyone I might have booked a meeting or a visit or a reading with, to let them know the sitch. But — if I missed you, email me, okay? We’ll work something out! 
I’m pretty bummed about this, but in an effort not to wallow in the loss of my independance, I am focusing on the increased time I suddenly have to write and to read. I am so lucky in that I have lots of help from my family, and the puppies have a wonderful new dog walker. I’m safe and warm and well-fed and my eyes and typing fingers are still working. All is well. [Here’s a cosy puppy shot, to prove it…]
Three people in my wee village broke legs and ankles on the day I went down, and countless others in Vancouver. I mean, we all knew Winter Was Coming, but it’s like this year, the West Coast is standing in for the Stark family.
Be safe out there, everyone.
More soon!
~kc
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Oh KC, I’m so sorry for you. I can so relate as next Wednesday I will have my right hip replaced, so I won’t be able to drive. Additionally, because of my husband’s extremely low blood pressure, he can’t drive. We will be dependent on my step-son and friends. Since I’m the caregiver for my husband and my joy comes from running errands and walking laps along Poulsbo’s waterfront, I am depressed that my independence is lost. I’m praying that I will be able to drive in 2 weeks. I hope your foot heals quickly so that you too can be out and about! Take GOOD CARE of yourself!
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Dear Gwynn — My heart is with you! I hope your surgery is swift and easy. I have several friends and family members who have come through a hip replacement with an easier time than they expected, and I am sending you all their karma! =)
~kc
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Dear KC
I am so sorry to hear that. It is a treacherous winter in the Vancouver area.
I have escaped for a few days for the Global Influence Summit in Sunrise, Florida and am grateful I missed that lat storm.
Big hugs coming your way
Jean
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Oh, such good timing for you, Jean. Have a wonderful time in Florida! And thank you for the hugs — back atcha!
~kc
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Ooooh Karen! I am so sorry . Boy that looks FULL of hurt! Prayers on surgery and quicker recovery than plan. Love you, Lady
XoxoxoxDeanna
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Aw, thanks so much, Deanna. This too shall pass! Hugs to you!
~kc
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Sorry to hear this, K.C. We’ve been slammed on both sides of the border. Very icy down here for a few days along with the snow. So easy to take a false step. And now it’s all gone. Unfortunately, not your leg intact.
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I know! Frustrating for all of us, Janet. Thank you for the good wishes!
~kc
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Oh KC, so sorry to hear of your catastrophe! Hoping all goes well with your surgery and you have a swift recovery. Let us hope that our fate is not as dreadful as that of the Starks!
Wishing you all the best, and yet (with a little guilt) looking forward to the fruits of your misfortune 🙂
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Thank you so much, Joanne! I am working on a weird little romantic comedy right now that will def see the light of day because of this, so…yay?
=)
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