Just a crutch.
May. 17th, 2013 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogWe were both up around 3:30 this morning. Eleanor asked me to put the Cone of Shame back on our younger dog- she's had a boo-boo on a paw and needs to keep away from it while a wound cleaner does its thing- but then she asked me to go out this morning and get her a set of crutches.
You see, after weeks of being wounded herself on her right-shoulder side, Eleanor has overcompensated over on the left and now Her Left Foot was giving her grief. I fell back asleep, eventually, but not without worry about whether we had enough disposable cache at 9 this morning to cover said crutches.
Bad dreams intervened, but I was awake by 8-ish and at the Surgical Place minutes after they opened at 9. They were immensely helpful and practical and other words ending in "L," and got me out with a functional pair in mere minutes with no out-of-pocket cost today (they run $40 if they're ultimately uninsured), a promise to order the scrip from her doctor themselves, and more than a few bittersweet laughs about how quickly Eleanor met her 2013 deductible.
I ran the crutches over to the store, where she'd been since 8 a.m., and she's rarely needed them since then- a far better result than if we hadn't gotten them and she had desperately needed them.
She goes back to work tomorrow. I am confident it will go better on account of today's effort.
You see, after weeks of being wounded herself on her right-shoulder side, Eleanor has overcompensated over on the left and now Her Left Foot was giving her grief. I fell back asleep, eventually, but not without worry about whether we had enough disposable cache at 9 this morning to cover said crutches.
Bad dreams intervened, but I was awake by 8-ish and at the Surgical Place minutes after they opened at 9. They were immensely helpful and practical and other words ending in "L," and got me out with a functional pair in mere minutes with no out-of-pocket cost today (they run $40 if they're ultimately uninsured), a promise to order the scrip from her doctor themselves, and more than a few bittersweet laughs about how quickly Eleanor met her 2013 deductible.
I ran the crutches over to the store, where she'd been since 8 a.m., and she's rarely needed them since then- a far better result than if we hadn't gotten them and she had desperately needed them.
She goes back to work tomorrow. I am confident it will go better on account of today's effort.