I went back to volunteer at our local cancer hospital (THWIV) after about a year off. I tried different capacities in the volunteer position, but ended up really missing my friends I had previously made in Pastoral Care. Stop choking on your coffee, I know I am the least “pastoral” person you might know, but I bring life to the office, life I tell you.
My friends there haven’t seen me since I was able to get off some migraine medications and a little spot of depression therefore having dropped 20 lbs. They also hadn’t seen me since I had that botched foot joint implant surgery which leaves me with a little limp now and then.
I was talking with one of my closest friends there when I said to him in the conversation, “….no, I can’t wear high heels anymore, I have an implant that went awry.”
He said, “you had an implant, vs. implantS? No wonder you walk with a limp.”
He clearly had no idea my implant I was talking about was my foot (metatarsal) vs. my breasts.
