Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Pins Out

Yesterday was a big day at our house. My husband Ron got his pins out. No, he’s not a voo-doo doll or a dressmaker’s dummy. He’s formerly hammer-toed. No longer hammer-toed. His left foot only. They broke all the hammer toes and straightened them out. He’s now screwdriver-toed. His toes used to curl under, which made him get blisters and sores. So they broke his toes and put pins in to keep them straight when the bones healed. And yesterday they took the pins out and lo and behold, the toes didn’t curl up (like the feet of the Wicked Witch of the East when Dorothy took the ruby slippers). So now Ron is in a walking boot. That’s big considering he has been on crutches since August (this was actually the third and final foot surgery he has endured for a series of problems). So how did we celebrate? We invited the foot doctor and his wife over for dinner. We spend so much time in the office, they feel like family. Ron asked them if they have any special dietary needs. The wife is vegetarian. That works for me. So am I. The foot doctor, however, doesn’t eat cooked vegetables. Interesting dichotomy. They must eat a lot of brown rice and tofu. I was going to make a mushroom quiche or perhaps an eggplant parmesan. I have a great new recipe I invented for butternut au gratin. But no cooked vegetables. Hmmm. I guess Dr. Foot and his wife will be coming over to our house for mac and cheese and field greens.

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