Five AM and the alarm sounds.  Haven’t heard that in a long time.  Shower.  Take my morning (BP) meds with just enough water to wash them down.  Sylvia and I head out the door.  Next stop Pennock Hospital in Hastings.

Paper work and preliminaries to go through.  Then relax and wait.

My mission?  To get my foot screwed up.

Not really my surgeon.

Mission accomplished!  The big toe joint has been fused and held in place with a plate and a handful of screws.

We were back home in time for lunch.  I was ready.

Now I wait six weeks for it to heal.