Home Again

The surgery went well yesterday.  The surgeon said the achilles stitched back together without any problems.   Now I'm in a splint that's all wrapped up.  I can't put any weight on it for two weeks, until I go visit the doctor again.  If it looks good at that point I get a different cast/boot/thing and start physical therapy.

Although I got a wheel chair ride out of the hospital, they sent me home with a walker.  The boys are plotting how it should be decorated.  Negotiations will need to happen.

Thank God it wasn't Zombie Rot

The picture on the right is from April, although I (Steve) made it turn those colors again last weekend after my ankle made another nasty pop sound.  Thank goodness the (different) doctor I saw knew what I'd done.

It turns out I tore my achilles tendon.  That was clear back on April 30th.  It took the medical profession (that is, three doctor visits) a while to figure it out.  The result is surgery to repair it on Wednesday and then a lot of sitting around while it heals.  Which was my plan for the summer anyway so it works out all right.

Turns out Zombie Rot is a little more green, so I'd been worrying about the wrong thing.

-Steve

School's Out For Summer!

Vacation started for the boys on Wednesday.  A day with Grandparents Bullock followed by Grandparents Denniston on Thursday.  On Friday, I (Steve) finished up at school and joined the boys.  Poor Holly, she has to put up with us.  We try and make up for it by the occasional picnic lunch we take to her work.  Below are the first and last day of school pictures.

This and That

In between all of the sewer chaos, travels, readings and end of school prep, we're getting the garden ready.  We had a load of compost dropped in our driveway to split with our neighbor and the boys helped load the wheelbarrow.  As of this afternoon, the driveway is empty again!  Tim is disappointed he won't have a big pile of dirt to poke at with big sticks anymore.





This afternoon, Steve and I ran rope up to the eaves to grow hops.  The purpose is to shade the south side of the house (particularly Joe's window), but I'm thinking Steve is really planning to trade home grown hops for good home brewed beer.

Batsy was puzzled by Steve being on the roof.  She could hear him, but it took her a while to find him. 

Two days of school left for the boys and four for Steve.  Summer, here we come!

-Holly

Steve's Reading!

Steve read part of his novel last night at the Blackbird Wineshop in NE Portland.  He read with three members of his critique group, the Pinewood Table. 

Steve did a great reading - he had the audience laughing and enjoying his writing as much as I do (not that I'm biased or anything).  Several unexpected people (beyond our folks and nephew) showed up to support Steve which meant a lot.  What a great evening!

-Holly