Ya know, I gotta stop saying, "okay, problem's done, it's back to normal now" because every time I so much as think that... well, there's a new problem. Or three.
Well, the good news is that she doesn't need the boot any more (effective today!) and -- as long as she's careful, pays attention to pain & soreness, and doesn't start out at too high a level of activity -- she can start dancing again. (A good thing, since she was apparently awake most of last night worrying she wouldn't be able to.)
Of course, the universe had to have some reason to laugh, so during the couple of weeks that the Pipsqueak was clomping around like a bargain basement Frankenstein, I ended up with a $1,300 repair bill on my car, the pharmacy messed up some of our folks' prescriptions again, AJ's and Dad's old iPhone batteries began to intermittently refuse to charge, and Dad ended up with a double root canal (I didn't even know that was a thing, but... yeah).
To keep a long sob story short, "normal" for the past couple of weeks can best be summed up by this actual screenshot of an error message from one of my favorite ways to waste time games on my phone:
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| Even my error messages are errors...! |
That said, things could be a whole lot worse, and life goes on, complete with the occasional reminder -- right here in my own backyard -- to stop, take a few deep breaths, and appreciate all the nice things that are very much still a part of daily life. (Like, f'rinstance, everyone in the family testing negative for everyone's favorite virus last week. Yay!)
And on that hopeful note... it's early afternoon so the Pipsqueak is sitting on my living room couch waiting for me to come and help with her math homework, so I gotta run... I'll post more soon, but in the meantime y'all stay healthy out there, 'K?
Oh, and Happy Halloween!
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