Good morning! Please join me for a cup of something warm. It is rainy and chilly today.
If we were having coffee, I would follow up with last week’s coffee share with the many jars of jellies I made. I could put some cream cheese on a cracker and let you sample some. The mango/Carolina reaper seems to be the biggest hit, although many enjoyed the pineapple habanero. I also made gluten free pumpkin scones with maple icing. I am sorry to say they did not last long so can’t offer that up.
Since the reaper/scorpion peppers are so hot, a dozen jars of jellies didn’t even make a dent in my pile of peppers so today we will work on Strawberry pepper jelly, hot honey, and I will make guacamole. Since the mango jelly went fast, I’ll make another round of that as well.
If we were having a chat over coffee, I would share that I had the pins removed from my toes last week. It was a very odd feeling, but not painful. I was permitted to get my foot wet for the first time since the 23rd of August yesterday and I had the most glorious hot shower. I put a chair in the shower as I am still not to walk on it (but am permitted to stand on it for a few minutes) and just let the water wash over me. My husband has been wonderful with babysitting me while I shower, but I can’t relax to take a long hot one when he is leaning against the sink waiting for me. Oh and remember the pain I wasn’t feeling? Well, its here now. I guess it must be the nerves regenerating and between the horrible itching as the scars heal and the plantar pain on the side of my foot, I regret every wishing to feel pain. Of course, I am grateful that the pain, although pretty much constant, is not narcotic worthy. I have my final post-op visit in a few weeks and then I guess it’s off to PT to get some strength back.
Nothing much else has been going on in my life. I am a bear of a person to deal with when I am not my usual self and I hope I can get back into my routines soon. Of course, next up are the holidays and my routine is shot to hell and back then again. Ugh, bracing for the after-effects of hidden anxiety. Boo.
Hope you are all doing well! Thanks for stopping.