Gratitude journal 2

Okie dokie, folks. Put the snacks down and fasten your seatbelts. We are about to embark on gratitude journal number two. Yeah! Two! Fucking, eh! Now we’re cooking with gas as my grandfather used to say. The topic of today’s entry – my toe. Yeah, you read that right – my toe. That’s what I am grated for today. There is no rule, as far as I am aware, that the body part you are grateful for still has to be attached to your body, definitively not in my case. And I suppose that what I am thankful for. I am thankful to the surgeon who, I believe Quickly assessed that it it wasn’t just the physical sore keeping me down but the mental weight of having and treating a wound for more than two years that sometimes looked a little bit better and sometimes looked a little bit worse, but never healed, no matter what kind of interventions we tried. I am thankful for the words uttered at our first meeting after an examination of the toe, a look at X-rays and a quick chat – 10 words, 10 very welcome words – “if it was me I would just take it off”. Sold! I am thankful for this guidance. I am thankful to the surgeon and his entire surgical team for a smooth and complications free amputation. I am thankful that I no longer need to spend countless hours tress hours driving across town to nursing stations to change the dressing. I am thankful that I can now walk on the beach, and swim, and be barefoot on carpets and hardwood and ceramic tile and linoleum without risk of infection. I am thankful I can resume my full exercise routine, that it hasn’t effected the deadlift, but there’s not a day goes by that I wish I could skip, I am glad that that the piggy who went to market and the one who had roast beef and the one who had none and the one who went wee wee wee all the way home are still here and thriving. As for the one who went to market, you were a great toe. Thank you for your service. Thank you for every step, every jump, and every skip that we have taken together on this crazy journey over the last 50 years. I owe you more than I ever be able to pay back.