Coming home from the hospital ER was my introduction to a new kind of footwear. I spent the first three weeks after the accident with my right foot in a cream colored fiberglass tube, wrapped in an ace bandage to keep together the two parts it was cut into to allow for swelling. Old style casts were heavy but their pristine white surface lent itself so well to artwork and friends’ autographs, but it was replaced by a much less responsive canvas. Luckily, my daughter decorated my cast with Trogdor and “Mom = AWESOME.” That cheered me up!
Suffering through that, I was happy when my cast was replaced with the boot brace/cast I am currently wearing. It’s larger than the former cast, with a gigantic, hard plastic sole and foot with wide braces going up each side to my knee. Inside it has a soft lining and is held together with five straps of industrial strength velcro. All in basic black except for the blue ball near the top, a pump to inflate it.
No one offered to sign it so (since I have a lot of time on my hands) I went to work on it. I think it is now much more of a fashion statement. Of course, accompanying it with a sneaker on my left foot takes me out of
the fashion fast lane.
While jonesing for real footwear, I did this drawing of what I’d like to wear in better times.