Happily, I’m walking almost normally now. I don’t need the crutches or a cane any longer, altough I’m still a long way from being graceful (although one could argue that I was far from graceful before the surgery).
The foot has improved so much that I’m able to do lots of cardio in the gym (not on the treadmill, though – mostly the elliptical since it doesn’t hurt the foot) in an effort to lose the post-surgery bulge before I have to go back to work. I can ride my bicycle, but not for very long – about half an hour and the foot’s had it.
I’m still really worn out in the evenings so the semi-hiatus will continue for a bit longer (and I’d like to thank the three of you who are still bothering with me), but things are definitely looking up. Hopefully I’ll be able to go back to work very soon and take advantage of the sudden surge in production.
In other news, since I’ve never before posted a bunch of pictures of my foot on the internet, I was unprepared for the consequences.
Creepy Internet Foot Fetish Yokel (CIFFY) has taken to sending me angry emails on a daily basis expressing his anger about my posting my decidedly unsexy foot photos on the internet, where, apparently, they have sullied his precious retinae.
CIFFY is outraged – outraged – that there’s a woman somewhere in the world who hasn’t bothered with a manicure (in ‘hore red’, no less), and yet has the unmitigated gall to post such pictures on his internet.
How dare I forget that all photos of any woman’s feet anywhere are for the sole purpose of making CIFFY want to touch himself like the parish priest used to do before Mom found out.
CIFFY’s misspelled rants have called into question my physical appearance, my ancestry, my ‘moarel fibar’, etc… Each email becomes progressively more insulting as I fail to react in a manner that CIFFY deems appropriate.
I’ve had to block CIFFY from commenting on my Flickr photos and here, but he’s still sending me emails using proxy servers (I guess when you sit at home all day on the computer, some actual knowledge manages to seep in).
So, CIFFY, this one’s for you: