At the end of this week, Pinky and I will no longer be together.
Elevated Pinky
I’m a little sad about this, as I’ve grown close to Pinky.
Having a laugh with Pinky.
We’ve had some good times.
Pinky and me getting some sun and enjoying a beverage.
If you don’t know who Pinky is, she is my cast.
Pinky on the couch.
She’s named after Pinky Tuscadero because she’s a demolition derby champion and enjoys dating Arthur Fonzarelli.
Pinky (the first one) and Fonzie
I’m pretty sure her sister, Leather, is hiding beneath.
Leather– she’s tough and is overshadowed by her sister, but still cute.
Yes, I will have to deal with an epic exfoliation when Pinky comes off and I get to care for my leg and foot after seven weeks of no water–or anything else– touching it. I’m more than a little nervous about how much skin is going to come off of “Leather”. When I first had the splint from the ER and had it removed, I thought my foot was falling off when I first bathed it. That was only a week!
I can’t decide whether to document this part of my story. I will let you all decide. Would you like to read about this and view possibly gruesome photos of this event? Or will that make my blog more like this:
Although that, my friends, is PURE GOLD!!!
