Last week I flew down to San Francisco to attend Steamstock. I have alot of steampunk friends in California, so there was much hugging going on. Excitement and joy filled the air, with the promise of almost eleven solid hours of steampunk music awaiting us. True to form, at least for me, I spotted one of my friends and charged at him with a running bear-hug, for which he was unprepared. I grabbed him, he grabbed me, I lifted my feet off of the floor, and over we went. My right leg ended up being bent up behind me. I fell on it and my friend fell on me. That little episode resulted in me breaking my foot.
Yep, that's my foot. They wanted to take me to the hospital, but I didn't want to miss any of the music. An ace-bandage, alot of ice bags, two chairs (one to sit in and one to prop my foot up on), and a glove to keep my toes warm, kept me in the game. The next day, I hobbled down the street to the bus, down three flights of stairs, aboard the Muni (which was packed with passengers, so I had to stand), down some more stairs, onto the Bart, off at Coliseum station, down some more stairs, onto the AirBart, hobbled to the Southwest Airlines desk, and burst into tears. Two wheelchair rides, an airplane ride, and a Shuttle-Express ride later, I wound up back home.
Two days later, I showed up at the doctor's office for x-rays, which showed that I'd fractured my foot from my little toe down the side. After a proper chewing out from my doctor, I'm now wearing a splint-boot, but I'm not allowed to stand on my foot for eight weeks. Obviously, this is going to make it impossible for me to visit West Hylebos Wetland Park to gather information for the blog. EarthCorps has graciously offered to fill in the gap for me. I believe the blogs will consist of personal observations made by EarthCorps, along with The Best of the Blog re-runs. Things are going to look a little different than what you're used to; but, in a way, it'll also be refreshing to hear from some new voices, don't you think? I'll get back to work when the doctor says I'm able. Until then, take care. I'll talk to you later. And, be careful with those bear-hugs.
Teri I. Lenfest
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