The Newtown Pentacle

Monday

– photo by Mitch Waxman

When I prophesied that ‘just as soon as the Docs tell me that it would be ok to resume normal but attenuated activities, the weather would turn to ice and snow’ – well – four easy words to learn are ‘Mitch is always right.’ Most of a humble narrator’s last week was spent dodging the weather while maintaining a bullish schedule of Doctor’s and Physical Therapy appointments.

Annoyingly, it’s Christmas, and the ‘PT’ office where I’m receiving my treatments is literally found within a shopping mall. Good news is that there’s abundant parking. Bad news is that seemingly everybody in Pittsburgh is converging on this area for holiday shopping. Automobile traffic in the shot above is stacked up behind a series of signal lights managing the vehicular flow towards the South Hills Village Mall. It’s a ‘biggun.’

– photo by Mitch Waxman

This ‘zone’ near the mall is fairly weird to me. In addition to the shopping center, interwoven around it are hotels, residential apartment buildings, and several ‘senior living’ facilities ranging in typology from old age homes to assisted living condos. Apparently, there’s a substantial number of people hereabouts who actually live within a shopping mall. In many ways, it’s the culmination of everything that the 1980’s strove for.

There’s also a plethora of seemingly out of place and eclectic structures scattered about the complex, like the St. Thomas More RC church pictured above. It’s directly across the street from my orthopedic Surgeon’s office, which is housed within a rather banal six story office building directly across the street. I’ve got an ophthalmologist office which I use on the sixth floor and the ankle guy is downstairs on two. Disappointingly, the various medical offices aren’t arranged to correspond with the body, i.e. there isn’t a knee and hip guy on three, internist on four, cardiologist on five, and so on.

Despite a heavy snow, a quite recent visit to the surgeon involved having an X-Ray or three of the busted ankle taken. Good news is that my surgeon pointed out that the three broken bones had rejoined without any sort of visible seam.

Saying that, I’ve got a bunch of screws and a metal bracket in my leg now, and that’s basically forever. We talked about airline security screening during my appointment, in addition to other matters. PT will continue for a while. Normalcy is on the horizon.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

My prophetic visions of ‘Snowmageddon’ interfering with my happiness came true. It was only a couple of inches of snow, accompanied by some pretty cold weather with atmospherics down in the twenty degrees range, but I couldn’t risk harming the ankle. One needs to be quite conservative in terms of such risk at the moment. I’m just now back on my feet. It also seems that I’ve got a touch of PTSD from this experience, and that’s something which I’ve got to get a grip on. Every time I approach a set of steps…

Those two months in a wheelchair were scarring and brutal. One step in front of the other, as the song says, but a mean and despicable creature like myself’s footsteps can best be described as timorous, currently. Back tomorrow, and have yourself a great Festivus.

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