OMG, you must be my TWIN!! That's the sort of vacations that I get to go on. :D

Well, it's good to know you maintained your sense of humor throughout it. And those time-share people.... ugh.... they really, really don't get it. I'm thinking signs rating their performance and also having big "NO" on the back might work. Visual aids, ya know?

Heal quickly.

ROFL

Oh Twinkletoes, if you really didn't want to meet me, you could have just said so!!! :D LOL

I actually talked to Twinkie today, and the first thing she said was, "Have you read my thread?"

This account was much more funny than the on phone account!

I hope you are mending well now!

:hug:

Hello from Havana!
 

Havana, Florida, that is...:)

I made it thru the day w/o a single fall! Whew! DH now hooks his finger thru my belt loop when I'm crutching my way to the bathroom, etc. Esp. when I'm trying to swing UP a step.

The Good news: I found an orthopedic doc in Gainesville, FL who saw me today at a moment's notice. He was nice and explained things clearly. Didn't talk down to us, so we felt very good about getting in to him.

He prescribed some good pain drugs, (Lortab), but I don't know if I dare take them: afraid the effect may cause another fall. I don't really need them at this point anyway, but nice to have them just in case.

The Bad news: as suspected by the original ship's doc, I do need surgery. I'll get a metal plate with screws to pull my ankle parts together properly. If not, Dr. guaranteed I'd suffer from chronic swelling and terrible rheumatoid arthritis in it forever. I have already arranged an appt. back home in Utah for a consult.

He also upgraded my splint to an "air boot." It's gray and square and bulky like something Frankenstein would wear. You actually get a little bulb syringe thingy that pumps air into it once you put it on. And I can remove it while in the tub/shower! Yippee! I won't have 2" of leg hair at the end of this ordeal! :D

While DH pushed me around Epcot Center yesterday, I saw people in wheelchairs in much worse condition than a simple bone fracture. There was a man whose legs looked like he'd probably never be able to walk. And a beautiful young teenage girl who had no legs at all.

Some of you on this website have conditions that cause you much pain and difficulty. I have no room to complain. God, forgive me when I whine. I continue to remember you in my prayers and thank you for remembering me in yours. :grouphug: It's nice to have such good friends!

Twink - Sorry you will need surgery. I hope you heal quickly.

Do your best to relax and enjoy the rest of your vacation.

naturally, I'm interested in the Hell part...

:Melting 2:

what I REALLY want is a postcard from Hell!

http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/4...devilinmh7.jpg

didja get any?

:icon_evil:

please say you did!

:Poke:

I would cherish it for ALL my days!

http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/8...yman003cz3.jpg

since you're laid up, you can occupy yourself with this Dante's Inferno Purity Test to find out what level of hell you're going to end up ensconced in, if, mayhap, Heaven isn't quite on your personal future menu...

http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv

looks like I'm damned to an eternity of Harpies pecking at my poor bones!

:holysheep:

More information please kay!

Is "Hell" a township in South America..... or one of those places we shouldn't really talk about?

If it is a township...do we asume that is you, "mi esponso" and eldest son standing in front of sign?


Well........not mi esponso....K esponso.....

naw, those are *found online* type pix...

I wanted to see the place that caused our sweet Twink such an ordeal.

I googled HELL, Grand Cayman Islands, and image.

personally, I've never had the *pleasure* of going to Hell.

:cool:

*stop kickin' me with that AIRBOOT, Twink!*

Think you had my ghost from Mommas porch following you around Twink. The next time you visit Momma leave 2 brownies and a hot chocolate and the curse of jmiller's ghost will leave you. Otherwise carry lots of duct tape.

Hey Twink, what did you do? I heard on the radio a little bleep about the power going out in Florida.:eek: What the heck.

Come home, girl.:D