Screwed!

It is becoming increasingly obvious that these screws have to come out. My foot aches always. There are strange stabs of pain once in a while. Walking hurts all the time. I can compensate for my foot but that hurts my knee. The only way to know what is causing the pain is to rule out everything. That starts with the screws. I was hoping I wouldn't have to to do this. I don't want to hurt again.
I think I was so happy not to be in a wheel chair or need crutches that all was rosy in Feb/Mar. Now that nothing has changed since then it has become very frustrating.
When we went up to Southampton on the weekend I spent about an hour or so in a fleemarket and my foot was a swollen, achey mess. Very frustrating.

And I danced

I was at the wedding of Shaun & Kathleen last night. I looked fabulous if I do say so myself. I knew only a handful of people there. It is the brother of my daughter-in-law. Both kids were in the wedding party and both were beautiful. My foot was the topic of some conversation but it was not at the top of the list (for once!). I even had a wonderful dance with my baby boy. Nary a thought to my foot. That's what it's all about.