Well, this is how it is. I’m laid up with a sprained foot. It’s a beautiful day but I’m inside, keeping the foot elevated. I’ve been plowing through a pile of unread Scientific American magazines, only vaguely remembering what I’ve read.
Anne is upstairs previewing videos for our shamanic gatherings. Some of them sound pretty violent. But it’s quiet now.
The foot is swollen somewhat and red on the medial and across the top of the foot. It feels OK to walk a little, but more than that doesn’t work. From time to time I massage it with an ice cube, or rub arnica gel into it. We’ll see how things are tomorrow – I have a massage to do…