Oh man, you guys.
Want to talk about a messed up ankle, happening a mere few weeks before MAJOR TRIP OF THE YEAR?! Rotten timing! Not like anything like that is ever planned, not like anything like that ever has fantastic timing though, right?
I’ve been walking this little (very fine!) line of trying to psych my good vibes into the healing, like throw all of my energy into MAKING the ankle heal, BELIEVING it will heal, and also preparing for the chance that it won’t be fully healed by the time we leave. In two weeks.
I’m lucky because I’ve been to Thailand and Angkor Wat and Cambodia before, so I have an idea as to how much walking I’ll need to do. I’m also lucky in that I experienced cool stuff in Mexico like Chichen Itza that was horribly painful to me because I really didn’t have the right tools to get my maimed body around on. The latter is my inspiration to get things like foldable knee scooters researched and in the wish list.
Soccer’s been kinda nightmarish; archery is a total relief.
Another shot of Mikey. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you shouldn’t marry for looks!
I wonder if he’ll remember any of this?