So, I went in to the orthopod this morning, where the doctor said that even though the fracture in my fibula has caused some displacement, he didn't feel it was enough to warrant surgery. Definitely a plus. I took some pictures of the x-rays for my dad, as well as the bruising, and the cast. If you hang out with me to any significant degree, you can probably guess what color cast I got.
I should note that while I am reasonably independent and don't like asking for help, I did cave and call the Renaissance that I'll be staying in last week, and Shannon for the days I'll be in Butte, to request handicap accessible rooms. I'm thinking it's a good idea to avoid the acrobatics I've been going through in the morning to get into my shower/tub (I'm just waiting for the rail to come off the shower door that I do my parallel bars act on . . . )
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