Excerpt from the Chapter entitled:
“I was actually very lucky in that I had a walking cast on my right leg which allowed me to stand flamigo-like on one leg. How appropriate that this was the leg with my pink cast. I would not put any of my considerable weight on my left ankle, however – thinking about 'surgery' while pregnant had me following the Doctor’s orders like a Star Wars Clone.
‘How did I get around,’ you ask? A wheel chair was the first option, until I pictured the walls of my house being demolished and said, 'No thanks, what else?' We lived in a 1600 square foot tract home with a standard hallway connecting the bedrooms and garage to the front rooms and kitchen. Our home had a typical 3 bedroom/2 bath floor plan fit into a neat little box shape with no room for grand hallways and entrances. We have since remodeled and removed the hallway to open the house entirely. A day late and a dollar short, as they say, but nice all the same.
‘Next I was offered crutches.
‘PLEASE, PEOPLE! Being off balance with this big bump in front of me was the cause of the accident in the first place! What, you want me to break my neck, too?! Instead, I was given a walker. Yes, a walker. You know, the things you see little old ladies using when they go out on the town.
‘No, I didn’t put tennis balls on the bottom!'”
