I saw the podiatrist yesterday and I'm now off until at least March 1st at the earlist.  She again said that it just takes a long time to heal.  She also told me that the tear is 4cm long which seems long to me.  

My appointment was in the West End of Edmonton so I stopped and had lunch with a friend.  She has cancer and her husband died last February.  We've known each other since our girls were little and I love her like a sister.  We talked and talked and talked.  It was lovely.  Her mother in law died not long ago and she shipped her son off to rehab in Victoria last week.  She's been through so much and we lean on each other, both of us understanding how fucked up families can be, despite our best efforts.  She also had a new kitten who was so sweet and tiny.  I found her sitting inside my purse, the kitten, not my friend.

I feel like crap today.  My vertigo has returned and everytime I bend my head down even a little, the whole world tilts and spins.  It's nauseating but will pass.

I'm almost done the second quilt I made from the rescued quilt I found at a thrift store.  I learned a lot while I was making it and made more than a few mistakes but as I tell Jack, that's how we learn.  Now I just have to accept that I will always make mistakes.  Jack's not the only one who struggles with making mistakes.

Big red is living up to his/her name and has finally started to turn colour.  He/she has done well this past summer and I think they'll live through the winter just fine, fingers crossed.

Jack is doing well with his potty training, finally.  The stickers and treats have worked well but he's moving past that and is deeply impressed with his ability to pee and poop on the potty.  Yesterday he pooped on the potty and made me and poppa come and look at it.  He was very proud.  Perhaps I need to take more pride in my ability to poop on the toilet as well:)