Human's Animal

I think I had a successful foot surgery on Thursday. They sliced from my big toe down past the first metatarsal joint. I have some screws holding bones together in two places. I should be able to get around by myself in the next couple of days--on crutches. My bandage won't come off for another week and a half. I won't wear real shoes for a month. My surgical shoe is navy & white.

So if you are looking for me, I'll probably in my house. I'll try to be reading and writing. I took some photos of my crooked foot. When my foot is all better, not painful, and straight, I can get my crooked foot tattoo. This would be a tiny drawing of my old crooked foot placed on my new straight foot. "Foot" is something. "Food" is something. "Good" is something. "Goot" is nothing.