Well I suppose that this post will probably appeal most to those with foot fetishes, at least from the perspective of the photos. <CHUCKLE> The last three weeks have been rather adventurous – some of it good and some of it bad.
Let’s start with the ‘big’ bad news. About three weekends ago I was up in the SF Bay Area helping my little sister and brother-in-law with arranging some existing furniture and accessories in there recently-finished new house. It was Sunday and nearly time for them to take me out for dinner and then off to the airport. I was outside with my niece and nephew waiting for the sis and hubby to come out with ‘junior,’ the littlest of the three kids. While waiting, I said to my nephew, “I’ll race you down the drive way on the RAZOR (one of those sleek steel scooters with the racing skate wheels).” Naturally this particular RAZOR was smaller in length than others I had ridden so I had to do a one-foot balance on it. I went zipping down the slope of the driveway side-by-side with my nephew. As I hit the dip in the driveway, where the gutter meets the street, you might say that the RAZOR did an unexpected ‘wheelie.’ I felt myself initially falling back and all I could think of was cracking my skull open against the pavement. So I lurched my body forward. The RAZOR came out from underneath my footing, and as I came down to try to catch my footing, I landed on the outside edge of my left foot, causing it to buckle under with all my body weight.
YIKES!!!! Did it heart like hell. I went hobbling up to the Chevy Surburban and opened the door so I could gain a ledge to sit down on. Guess what my ankle looked like? I literally had a bump the size of a lemon on the outside ankle bone!! And the foot was almost instantly swelling up like a balloon. Over the course of the week, the foot remained swollen but seemed under control. Amazingly, for the first five days I felt almost no pain and could weight-bare without any problem.
Move-up to Friday…. I am dealing with all this knowing that in another day I was heading off to KAUAI for eight glorious days – the good news in this article. LOL! I had been waiting for this for months and there was nothing that was going to prevent me from taking the trip. However, for the first time in five days, my foot and ankle were increasingly starting to throb and hurt. I had myself all packed and had gone over to my sister’s house to spend the night – she was driving me and my nephew to the L.A. airport the next morning to catch our flight. Well this particular sis and her mother-in-law, who happened to be over at her house, saw my foot and said, “Have you been to see the doctor yet?” “No,” was my response. My foot at this time was hideous. Every inch of my left foot, and ankle up to about 1/3 of my calf was BLACK. I looked like some diseased creature. LOL! With their coercing, I went off to the doctors – spent two hours in urgent care but the doctor informed me that I had no broken bones, just a moderate-to-moderate severe sprain. Of course he made his recommendations, knowing full well where I was off to the next day.
Saturday came and I was off to Kauai! Let’s say that four the next four days I was in utter misery, even as I laid by the poolside taking in the Hawaiian sun. My foot was HUGE!! The flight over had sent the swelling to the moon and the humidity did not help either, even with icing and foot elevation. But alas Wednesday came and for the first time the majority of the pain was gone and man did I take in the sun and the pool. I actually found that swimming (no kicking) was the best anecdote for relief of pain. Got myself out the following day to snorkel over on the north side of Kauai, past Hanalei Bay. I had to walk the beach to get to our destination – and I did it!! My point here was that I ultimately had a blast on the island, spending time with my two brothers, my 18-year old nephew, and my sister, her husband, and their three children. I so did not want to leave last Saturday evening (6/20/09)!
And so what did I come back to this past week? A bunch of chaos and some bad news. Some of the news pertained to finances in the business – essentially having to fork out additional money for repairs on the earlier design house space I had done (see at the end of the show, the room has to be put back to near original state). And some of the other marvelous news <sarcasm> had to deal with personal life issues. Let me say, the gay community really consists of a lot of prima donnas and guys that just are not ‘adult’ men. Sorry if that offends anyone, but it flat out is the truth!
So there you have it, my past three weeks. Are all you guys with foot fetishes just drooling over those feet of mine. LMAO!! And you aren’t even seeing the left foot in its worst state!