Laughter is the BEST Medicine

Yesterday I let pain and confusion cloud and take over my judgment and mood.  I was so focused on what I couldn’t do that I forgot to use all the powerful tools I have at my disposal…..the biggest of which is the ability to laugh at myself.

I want to share some things with you that I hope will make you laugh, smile, or at the very least shake your head.

I wrote before about all the prep work you should do before surgery,  While I was getting groceries …….. a woman walked up to me and said, “Excuse me ma’am. I hate to tell you this, but your boots don’t match.” your boots dont match.jpg She was right.  I have no fashion sense.  It made me laugh.  Thank you random friendly stranger.  🙂

I was also racing around to make sure my house was clean, nothing to impede my movements in a wheelchair, etc.  I lost my balance, tripped, or something and came down hard ON MY GOOD leg….smh


When I was trying to pull myself up (very difficult with the stupid boot on) I again lost my balance and hit my eye on the counter giving myself a black eye.  I swear you can’t make this shit up!!!!  I can only imagine what I looked like when I walked into the surgery center.



After surgery, when my dad was telling me what the doctor said and did, he told me and I quote, “So the doctor took off your big toe, reamed holes in your foot and then your toe, they put in a stud and then screwed your big toe back on”.  I was horrified, but I believed him. That is SO NOT what they did!!!!!  The sad thing is, when I was explaining to a couple of friends what the surgery was for, I told them exactly what my dad had said.  If they were laughing at me they didn’t let it show…..SMH….. I hope my father remembers he will be having his other shoulder replaced next year and karma is a bitch! 😛

plateBefore I continue, I THINK this is what they DID do to my foot.  Again, I won’t really know for sure until I follow up on Thursday.  I will try to take a picture also, but I have a tendency to pass out or get sick when I see or feel pain.

Ok so now let’s talk about hindsight being 20/20.  Before surgery, I wrote about “practicing” for recovery.  I went through my entire house with the wheelchair making sure it fight everywhere I would need to go.  I FORGOT that I would have a leg support on the right side of the wheelchair which adds almost 3 feet to your turning radius.  DOH!


This has come in handy though for getting my dogs to move out of the way.  Poor things haven’t left my side since surgery.






20180908_122505There was also this ONE time, I forgot the catheter bag was hanging under the wheelchair when I was trying to transfer back to my bed.  I only forgot ONE time, and I don’t know if I will ever find it funny, but I don’t mind if you do.


I’d like to share a couple more pictures, but first I need to thank everyone for all your thoughts, well wishes, moral support and encouragement, and a special thanks to my dear friend Jeri for the 4 containers of ice cream you delivered!!!!!!!



This picture is from this morning, and although, it looks kind of gross, the swelling has gone down tremendously from the first couple days, and I do have faith that there are better days ahead.  BABY STEPS!!! literally with my GIANT boot.

Chris and Tom commented earlier about signing my cast.  I am not that technologically oriented to figure out how, but if you can feel free…. It’s a great reminder that I am not alone 🙂

My best friend Gary virtually signed my cast from my wrist surgery a couple years ago.

tiggerifficI hope you all have a great weekend!!!!!!



23 thoughts on “Laughter is the BEST Medicine

    1. I would have to agree that I have a lot on my plate, but please don’t think for a minute I have to do this by myself…having people like you in my corner makes me that much stronger. TY wendi…hope you are having a great weekend!

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  1. You’re right, you just can’t make this sh*t up sometimes – being able to laugh at ourselves and some of the things that happens is a great skill to have! I’ve ‘left behind’ a catheter bag before, it fell to the floor and I can’t laugh at that because it’s damn painful so you can my sympathies there! Glad the foot swelling has gone down a little. Really do hope things start to pick up for you and go a little smoother this week… Wonder what you’ll be telling your dad when he has his shoulder surgery next year, you’ll have to give that some thought! 😉
    Caz xx


    1. Caz, I hate that you know what I am talking about, but I am so glad to not be alone. It’ still hurts like hell, but I am not taking norco anymore so that’s a plus and the swelling continues to go down….hopefully I can lose the foley soon too. I saw that you had some trouble with the last stoma, have the “fixed” that for you yet? I hope so!


  2. LOL! I am sorry that it caused you pain! And not the good kind of pain, but I am so delighted that you liked that poem! I wrote it to a beautiful woman I was in love with at the time. Do you know that feeling I’m talking about? Opening up an email from your beloved or sitting down with you heart so full and trying to put it into words, trying to send that powerful emotion beyond time and space and straight into her heart? And I am so delighted to have encountered you! May our interactions grow brighter and brighter like a new day dawning. (:


    1. Unfortunately, I don’t know the feeling. While I do know that I am loved, most people in my life are no better at expressing their emotions than I am. Smiles, hugs, and the occasional, “I love you”….but holy shit, even your comment gives me goose bumps. You do have a way with words my dear!

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  3. I shall pray that you will know this feeling. It is exquisite and everyone should experience it at some point in their life. Thank you so much for your kind words about my writing. It even further endears you to me than your posts (notice I said further not MORE! Your posts are endearing in their own right!)

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    1. I see that I am a bit late at responding to your comments ( maybe I have already answered in another post)…. As far as the catheters go, It’s a love hate relationship, because when I need them, they do allow me more freedom as long as I remember to wear or carry them…. I asked Danica about her name, she said it is Danish and means Morning Star


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