The orthopedic doc finally buzzed the cast from Ph.’s right leg this morning.
Fhazzip-a! four passes. The cast fell aside (a collector’s piece because
of the congested criss-cross of signatures and that one phone number).
Ph. sprung to his feet. And except for the easing-back-into-it strain at
the Achilles, he’s healed.
Ending Foot-mending
⏳ Approximate reading time: < 1 min
Make sure he doesn’t start getting all nutty with those baseline power moves — at least until he’s 99%
Funny, just about the time you sent this comment, Ph. was (unbeknownst to us) going against doctor’s orders and *jumping* into Thornden pool…”for fun.” I probably don’t need to say outright how thrilled I was.