Sadly, right now, I’m not skipping along in time to the song! To cut a long story short: I woke up and couldn’t put any weight on left foot. I had an MRI and was “promptly” diagnosed with Tibialis posterior tendinopathy along with several tears to the tendon. The kicker (pun intended): there is no magical cure. I could have surgical foot reconstruction, but there are no guarantees that it would be successful! NO WAY!
Prognosis? No more long walks, no more cycling…a massive decrease in physical activity, which if you’ve read any of my other blogs, you’ll know is a huge blow. At least I can take a buggy for golf. My housemate and best friend, Christine, is royally peed off. She says my game’s improved! That’s something, I suppose…
There have to be positives in all things, and this is mine: writing has been my saviour. After publishing Parallel Lives and Crossing Over in 2018 and 2019 respectively, I’ve now almost finished the final book in the Opening in Time trilogy, Bittersweet Return. It should be available in September or October (depending on how fast I get my next round of edits back to my editors!). So there’s no moping around for me. I’ve almost finished a new romance called “The Lady Auctioneer.” And if all goes well, it should be released in December, just in time for Christmas.
No. Immobility isn’t fun. But we all know, there are plenty of people out there who have it a hell of a lot worse, so I’ll be keeping my chin up and my fingers tapping on the keyboard.