hmmmmmm.........

I'm in cast number three now.  The second one only lasted four days before falling apart and Glenn needing to use duck tape to keep it together. 

The doctor and nurse looked at me like I'm purposely damaging it.  The doc even asked me if I had swam in it!  Thankfully, I was so struck by the silliness of her question, and slow to finding the right words to say, Glenn spoke up and put her in her place before I could say anything.

Her next idea was placing me in cast where I couldn't walk on it at all, and would need crutches, or do surgery to take the bones out.  Glenn and I insisted on trying a boot first, or I was walking out of there with nothing.  This has been so crazy the last three weeks!

The good thing is I can actually shower now, instead of taking a bath and trying to hang my foot out of the tub.  Believe me....at this age, that isn't easy!  And....the best outcome, is now I can swim.  Hope this shows her in two weeks we made the right decision.

Otherwise...the other thing going on the past few days is Chloe being sick.  What's worse than your pup feeling bad?  Not finding a vet to speak to over the weekend to help you make her better.  She has been at the clinic all morning receiving fluids while they run tests.  I was able to go back and visit with her a couple of hours after they had her, and she looked so pitiful.  I hated to leave her there.  But hopefully, I'll receive a call from them soon to go and pick her up and she'll be on the mend.

As the world keeps turning............