Dexter is King!

Dexter finished his reign on Monday as King Henry V in Provo High School's production of Henry V.  Although I am his mom and would brag on him anyway, I can honestly say he was absolutely wonderful.  Everyone else said so too!  If you have access to Facebook, you may be able to watch some of the video clips here:    St. Crispian's Day speech      King Henry woos Princess Catherine

I was fortunate that the director allowed us to come to the final dress rehearsal/preview performance since I was obligated to working at the powwow that weekend.  The powwow was actually very fun and everyone took great care of me including giving me a comfy chair to sit in and running errands for me.  A friend took some pictures while I was trying to lay down more and keep my foot more elevated and I ended up looking like a corpse at a viewing.  So if you ever wondered what I would look like at my own funeral, here it is....

Clutz on a Crutch

I'm still here, laying on the couch, waiting for my broken bones to heal.  It has been an adventure so far.  Some days I am determined to do things for myself.  Those experiences usually end with me losing my balance, bumping my cast on something, falling off the couch, getting dizzy, and/or landing on my broken foot.  Emerson catches/rescues me most of the time.....and reminds me that I should be waiting for him to help me.  A couple of days ago I had a job interview for a wonderful job at UVU.  It was my first panel interview and my first time being interviewed while being impaired.  The weirdest thing was when the head of the committee interviewing me pushed me in my wheelchair to get to the dean's office so I could meet her. 

I've been working from home a little bit now and finding it difficult to do much typing while laying down. I can't see the keys well enough and have to fix a lot of typos.  Tonight we went to the preview performance of Henry V starring our very own Dexter.  Being at the preview (last dress rehearsal) meant a smaller audience and I was able to keep my foot propped up during the show.  This weekend is the UVU powwow and I will once again be keeping scores for the dance contests.  The only difference this year is that I will be finding a comfy place to set up with my leg up and there will be runners bringing me the judging forms and assisting with other needs.

Our next thing is to gear up for Thanksgiving.  Emerson's mom was going to try to come up and I was really looking forward to having her help in the kitchen since I wouldn't be able to do much.  Unfortunately, she won't be able to be here.  It looks like we are on our own and I am working on generating a shopping list for the guys and a plan for directing everybody in the kitchen to get our meal done on Thanksgiving. 

Surgery Update

I had my surgery last Thursday and things went well.  The bone that was shattered took more creativity to repair - plates, screws, and a pin.  Emerson has been devoted in caring for me.  I had no idea how much my foot would hurt afterward.  It feels like someone is driving chisels in between my toes.

Today was my postop checkup. I have 3-4 more weeks in this cast to look forward to.  It will be about 6 weeks before the pins come out of my toes. I have had problems with muscle spasms that lead to even more pain, so now I am taking muscle relaxers.

The doctor said that the break in the smaller toe (fixed with just a pin) is the one that concerns him.  It broke very close to the head of the bone and may be interfering with the blood supply to the bone.  If the blood supply is impacted, it may lead to the bone dying and the doctor  wouldn't say what would happen next.  Let's just hope things heal nicely.

I have another week off of work according to the doctor's orders. After that, I still can't put any weight on my foot.  For now, I get to have a handicapped parking sticker for the next three months. I'm still waiting to see if Heritage sets me up to work from home.

Uncle Bob

I heard from Aunt Twyla yesterday that Uncle Bob has been in the hospital.  She says that he is now off the ventilator but the doctors still haven't figured out what is wrong with him.  I have no other details.  Twyla is going to keep me updated.  She says he is 74 years old and has been in poor health.  I'm sure that things have been tough since his mom died and his sweet wife, Linda, passed away.  Please keep him in your prayers.