Fiberglass casts are marvelous things, but, when an extremity is ending its healing process and all one wants is to be set free, there exists nothing but annoyance.
I am counting the hours and to put together a blog tonight regarding the nation's sincere problems and where our focus needs to be would be tweeked by 'my attitude' at this moment.
The cast is coming off, in complete compliance with the surgeon, on Wednesday.
There is a god.
Have a good evening and I'll be far happier and willing to be open minded this time next week.
Good night.
