it must be time

Wednesday evening: Compulsory time out, through my own inattention. I slipped on the cobblestone steps under the archway, and know what ouch feels like now! No fractures, but up to ten days with my foot up, which is going to be rather a nuisance. I am hoping that the morning brings renewed energy and lots of healing. Three days, maybe?

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Thursday morning: I am learning to do as I am told. (You can teach an old dog new tricks!) The radiographer and then the doctor said keep off the foot, keep it elevated. My personal trainer in Melbourne said REST is most important. It is day two, and I have been very obedient. There's not a lot you can do, when the body says "Ouch!" And because I want to be back on my feet sooner rather than later, I am keeping off them now.

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I have put my apology in for an event this afternoon. The Winterline Museum at Venafro is opening a new exhibition room. Tomorrow I am going to miss the opening of an exhibition at the Abbey on Montecassino. That hurts. But so does the joint between my foot and my leg, and for now it is calling the shots.

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There's always an up side. I have books to read. I am exploring Youtube (sorry, Facebook friends!) I am up to date with the news of the world. Best of all, the roadside fresias I picked and put in a glass several days ago are sending out the most incredible perfume, and I have time to appreciate it.

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Zacchi and Piccolina have finally got their roles sorted! Zacchi is on guard outside as I have the doors wide open, and when he wants to check on Mum he has prime position, head on my lap, pawing at me for pats. But when he is outside, Piccolina says the home comforts near Mum are all hers.

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Today I am grateful for laptop, internet, music, books, but most of all for my friends who help me when this independent Kiwi can't quite do everything on her own!