It’s more appropriate than you could possibly imagine.The Doctor finally said something that made sense to me as to why it was talking so long for my heel to heal. I mean, I have friends who have had major surgery who have recovered and are pretty much back to normal for goodness sakes.I went in expecting him to tell me the results of the 3D cat scan said I would be able to start putting a little weight on it and get a little mobility at least. Didn’t happen. Then he said the thing that made all of the sense. He said, “there are still a lot of little pieces in there that have not healed well enough to bear weight. It’s like trying to heal an eggshell.”Hello. Nobody told me I broke it like an egg. I didn’t even really have a concept that a heel was hollow like an egg or a Christmas Tree Ornament. Humpty Dumpty for sure, I even had the big fall. And where are all the King’s men, I’m supposed to get King’s men!Then he said I have to go back into a cast, but at least this time it will be a walking cast so maybe I’m going to get a little mobility after all. Funny, it seems like all I’ve been able to talk about these days but I guess I’m a little preoccupied. I'[ve kinda gotten down about it a few times trapped here in this chair for three months, but everybody has been incredibly supportive and every time I grouse or complain online or on facebook or twitter I get prayers for me instead of what I really deserve. That would be somebody saying “Shut up Burns, we get it, talk about something else.”I wonder how Humpty Dumpty handled it.