The Other Place

It's been a nice little break, but it looks like I'll be returning to The Other Place on Friday. Maybe it's just as well - the longer I stay here, the harder it gets to go back. They only kept me here this long in order to make sure the skin graft was going to take (long story). I was hoping to be kept here over the weekend, as that's when the food in The Other Place is at its very worst. Also, nurses are much more fun to be around than prison officers. Anyhow, for the record, the contraption on my leg is an Ilizarov frame, which not only (hopefully) fixes the leg, but lengthens it too. The surgery on my ankle left the leg significantly shorter than it used to be, but the frame has given me at least a couple of inches in length. Too bad it only works on legs.