July 13, 2007
Well, I had my first pedicure ever. Not the experience I had anticipated! I was in Houston for the wedding of friends' son. Several of us decided to go to a spa (code word for this is going to be expensive) and get a pedicure.
The pedicure was ok, relaxing even. Then they give you these flimsy little slippers which you are to wear instead of your shoes. Well, flimsy slippers combined with pouring rain and wet , uneven tile outside the building produced a less than graceful fall.
I honestly thought I had badly hurt my knee because it bent so rapidly but after laying on the ground in agony for a bit, I was able to get up with help. And then the real pain began---my right foot felt as if someone had taken a sledge hammer to it.
Long story-short version, I went to the emergency room of a local hospital (which was excellent, BTW) , had xrays, and found out I had 2 fractured toes. So much for the ballet career.

Missed the rehearsal dinner and spent the next 24 hours in the motel room with ice and ibuprofen for comfort. I was able to make the wedding as the sister of the groom was a wonderful chauffeur.
The church had a wheel chair which was great and other than steps --lots of them--leading into the reception, everything went off well. The wedding was beautiful and I'm so glad I didn't have to miss it.
A young couple who were friends of the groom even helped me get home the next day. He drove their motorhome and she drove my car. Very nice, great company, and lifesavers.
So this week has been resting a lot!
Oh, I did get to Albertson's for groceries on Tuesday. My sister in law drove me. We managed to get the wheelchair in the back of her car. Once we were at the store we remembered that they had motorized carts so I used one of those instead. Well, we tried to use one. The first one I got in was deader than the proverbial doornail. The second one would move all of 6 inches and then stop, 6 inches and then stop.
Finally I did manage to get it going but then we were afraid for it to stop so I would come sailing by the cereal and Lois would say to point out what I needed. Had to make a couple of passes as I didn't dare stop.
You would think that people would know to get out of the way of someone who was laughing hysterically while trying to guide a riding cart around the store. Almost took out a couple of people but some of them showed amazing agility when they finally realized the danger.
When we got to the frozen food section, I did have to actually stop and look at something and there the cart died and refused to be resurrected .
A nice young man who worked in the store came over and actually pushed the cart (and me) to the checkout aisle since none of us could get it to go again.
The manager even came over to help but I think she was only trying to protect the rest of the customers as she kept putting herself between them and me. As if I would roll over them in that cart that wasn't going anywhere.