Bunions Surgery Part II

So while I was healing from the bunion surgery D took over the cooking.  He tried some new recipes which for the most part were very good and creative.  Yes, he actually pulled out a cookbook!

The other day I thought about D trying to make smaller portions because we throw so much food away after the 3rd day of eating the same thing.  I believe I finally came up with a solution.

Yesterday, I had him take me to the HomeGoods store and picked up two small individual pots that could go in the oven or the microwave.  Then I picked up two cute mid size plates to put them on.  I think these were a total of $8 for the four pieces.

Last night I made individual portions of scalloped potatoes.  They turned out great and we actually have only two days of the same meal.  We ate smaller portions and didn't feel bloated and full when we were done.  I'll toss these babies in the microwave tonight and eat what we each left over from last night.

The nice thing about surgery is who comes to visit.  As you can tell, it was low key and quiet.

Check out that Snoopy animal.  That is the father playing with his daughter with the toy he had when he was a baby.  He was teaching her snaps, buttons, ties and velcro, not to mention the different colors Snoopy's vest is made of.

I've had plenty of help from the canine portion of the family.  Only those with an animal will sympathize with trying to read, prop a book up and eat breakfast without help from the dog.  No she's not licking because he caught me off guard.  She's just anticipating a bite of my toast.

There's always the entertainment from the man of the household.  Yep, he brought his project in the bedroom so I could enjoy watching him work.

Now this is just unfair.  I wasn't supposed to be taking a bath with my foot just worked on but I couldn't understand the logic of that.  It's just my foot messed up.  The rest of me still needed to bathe.  D went in search of me and caught me red washclothed in the empty tub filling it while I was laying there.

This is the latest X-ray taken a week ago before I got my stitches out the day before yesterday.  I've finally caught up with Metal Man aka D and now sport two screws of my own.  Of course he has me beat by a long run but I don't mind being behind in this race.

If you're weak in the tummy don't go further.  They're pictures of my stitches getting taken out.

That's my hottie doll of a surgeon removing my stitches.  He's about 6'3" and really nice and gentle.  When I'd put the camera up, he'd move away from my foot because he's camera shy.  I caught this one when he obviously wasn't looking.

Look at those toes.  They're still twice as fat as they normally are but with time, they'll be back to normal.  Personally, I think the 4 little ones look like Lil' Smokies and the big toe reminds me of a Vienna sausage.

So....stitches gone, as of today I have approval to bathe as long as I don't soak the foot.  Now I just wait for the steri-strips to fall off on their own and watch my foot shrink like it's on weight watchers.  LOL!