I want to tell you all about my trip to the US but I haven't been able to blog. We had so many crises during our trip, and my foot was bothering me. We flew back from the US, and I went straight to my doctor. He sent me to the hospital right away where I was x-rayed and prodded. They said I had a broken bone, and I spent all day in the hospital going from one department to the other to get it sorted out.
What a surreal day it was. I'd just come from the South and went straight into an NHS hospital. The irony that the cafeteria was offering "Southern Fried Chicken" as its menu choice for that day wasn't lost on me. (My daughter took this pic -- you can't really tell but I'm in a wheelchair and so tired from waiting to be seen by various departments. I ended the day in the Plaster Room, getting a cast made.)