Oh dear... I'm so sorry! This reminds me of when DH ruptured his achilles tendon years ago (playing tennis, don't ask!) and needed emergency surgery. Same deal with the heavy cast, and everything became such a struggle.Sorry to have been MIA. I’m hopelessly behind! DH had ankle surgery last week, and it turned out to be much more involved that we anticipated. We thought he was getting a torn tendon and tendon sheath repaired — it turned out to be that, plus another tendon that had separated from the bone, plus tightening ligaments that were, in the surgeons words, “shot.”
DH is now in a splint that weighs about 8 pounds with instructions NOT to put ANY weight on it and to keep it elevated all the time. Since everything is now my job while he heals, the universe decided to gift me with a dog with a bad case of diarrhea and a tree branch that took out the driver’s side mirror of our car during Thursday night’s storm.
I sure hope the saying that bad things come in threes is true, so hopefully that is all I’ll have to handle right now!![]()
It all seemed like too much, and we did NOT have a sick dog or an injured car!

I hope it all settles down for you very soon.