I Don’t Want A Pickle……

….Just wanna ride on my Fully Manual Motorcycle.

I thought my foot was sprained. My doctor wanted me to see a specialist and get an x-ray. I forgot that I didn’t go to med school; I went to law school. I decided that I wasn’t going to pay for a specialist and an x-ray because I was sure my foot was sprained. After hobbling around for five weeks with no improvement, I decided I should see a specialist. My foot isn’t sprained. My foot is broken. My arch has collapsed. I likely will need surgery but won’t know for sure for another two weeks. Imaging is set for next week and the follow up with the specialist for the week after.

For the next 4-5 months, I’m not supposed to put any weight on my broken foot. So I bought a knee wheeler thing that I call my Fully Manual Motorcycle. It’s got disc brakes and a shock absorber. I’m not planing on knee wheeling along the Appalachian Trail, but I do want to be able to navigate parking lots, sidewalks, and getting into and out of buildings. I’ve discovered that the slightest decline is enough to send me flying wild down the sidewalk.

The Fully Manual Motorcycle will not turn on a dime. Or on a silver dollar. I’m learning how to make a 15-point turn. I’m also learning that my shin is not designed to hold my weight. Going to the mall is out. So is going to Sam’s Club or Walmart. Or even the grocery store.

I cannot drive for the duration because it’s my right foot that’s broken. I can’t use my left foot to drive because I’m short and have to pull the seat all the way up. That means I can’t get my left leg around the steering column to reach the gas pedal. The other problem is I drove a standard for more than 20 years. My left foot only knows how to use the clutch. It doesn’t know how to be subtle when stepping on the gas or the brake.

Failure to follow the specialist’s instructions can result in my foot being amputated.

All the things I cannot do is causing me to be depressed. Depression is causing me to be frozen. I have to force myself to get out of bed. I have to force myself to take a shower and brush my teeth. I have to force myself to get dressed. I’ve had to increase the dose of my antidepressant. I’m trading being frozen for brain fog. That’s the problem with psych meds. They work, but a dose high enough to give relief causes brain fog.

I’ve done embroidery on the two long sleeve tee shirts I have. I was going to dye them, but it’s very cold and I’m too depressed. So I have a white tee shirt with a Star of David and another white tee shirt with a pink flamingo. I don’t need to use my foot when I use my embroidery machine. Press the green button, and the machine does the rest. I’d take photos, but it’s very cold out. Too cold to hang the tee shirts on the clothesline while I take photos. Too hard to get the Fully Manual Motorcycle out through the sliding glass door. I haven’t tried using my sewing machine yet. I suppose I can learn to sew using my left foot with the pedal.

We had a full moon while I thought my foot was sprained. So I hobbled around the yard to take these shots.

I’ve been designing fabric and there are new designs in my Spoonflower shop here: https://www.spoonflower.com/profiles/deb_thuman

The postal rates have become such that I will have to raise the prices of my work in my store, Deb Thuman Art http://www.DebThumanArt.com but I’ve decided to keep prices as they are until the end of February. If you’re looking for a Valentine’s Day one-of-a-kind jewelry gift, please visit my store.

I’m linking with Nina Marie here: https://ninamariesayre.blogspot.com