let the world know

yesterday sheri, a member who often talks in a loud almost flat tone came up to me in the middle of the kitchen with a paper bag. "laura, i got some tampons from my care package, do you want them? do you get the period?" she queried loudly for all to hear. 

occasionally i do get the period.  i can't lie.  let the world know it.

today we made a yummy salad called korean chicken salad.  it's basically a cabbage carrot kimchi slaw with toasted sesame seeds, and an asian kind of dressing with honey, ginger, lime, soy sauce etc.  you top it with shredded chicken that has been fried in some of that same dressing, a fried egg and some green onions.  i had mine sans fried egg and i i liked it.  i really liked it.

i am perpetuating caleb's new identity as 'cherub'.  i do this by a. telling others, b. changing his desktop wallpaper to a scene of winged cherubs, and c. erasing 'caleb' from the lunch sign up board and replacing it with 'cherub'. i like to think i'm a pro at making people feel welcome.

today i got the nicest email from davidrussell, aka littlejohn.  i just finished his wedding pics and he gave me the loveliest feedback i ever received.  it was so nice and warm and fuzzy to get.  a real boost to the ol' girl.  speaking of old girls cherub thought i was in my late 20's.  he was super surprised to find out that i'm older than jordan who he said he first thought was in his 50's when he first met him.  jordan says this is because he's bald.  hair does give an impression of youth.  i learned this the hard way when i was ensconced in a berber's desert head scarf with all my hair tucked in and got anas to take my picture.  i looked like an elderly potato nun.

i went back to the podiatrist today who confirmed to me against fatima's suspicions that i am in fact legit.  he, after pressing quite painfully into my injuries announced that my foot was healing, just that it needed more healing.  he says that i basically have to wear the boot longer.  like 3 or 4 weeks.  but then he taped my foot and said if the taping works then he can make me an orthotic that will work but take longer than the boot.  but if it doesn't work i have to wear the boot. a month of the boot does not sound fun.  but on the other hand this injury being long and drawn out does not sound fun either.  so far it seems the tape does not really help so...looks like i'm going to be once again a prisoner of the boot.

to put on the boot one must first step into the structure making sure one's heel is up against the inner back wall of the boot.  then one folds over the velcro-ed foam inner vessel, tucking one's leg and foot away.  then one places the plastic shield over top. t hen one buckles the 3 buckles securely.  the middle buckle's velcro is almost always stuck to the bottom or top one or to the carpet or i find i'm standing on it.  it also is the hardest one to reach for some reason.  the middle buckle is the thorn in my proverbial boot. then comes the pumping.  the boot is an air cast and one must fill it with air. 20-25 pumps per side my brother from another mother.  the boot also displaces one's hip because one walks with an uneven gate.  the boot is so much fun.  i see that i must name the boot if i'm ever to survive this one month boot-sentence.

Comments

katie said…
😂 elderly potato nun?!
Salad sounds delish!
Sorry about the boot sentencing. Hopefully it will help. Have you named the boot yet?
katie said…
That’s so nice that littlejohn sent you a nice email...and you thought they wouldn’t like them!
Laura said…
what should i name it? barry the boot? buck-oh? bucky? blatt?? b'dingo?
katie said…
I like bucky