For those of you who aren't familiar with my dad's foot/heel/ankle story, here it is....in 1995 my dad was doing something with the hideous swamp cooler on our roof and on his way back down, he fell off the roof...foot first...onto the deck...horrible moment. I remember sitting inside the house in the dining room and seeing it from the window.....it turned out that he shattered his heel. He had it put back together, but he has pretty much been in pain ever since. He limped around and after a day of golfing or just walking normally, he would be in excruciating pain. Finally, 14 years later, he decided to have it looked at again. They found a specialist that could fix it (again) and promised to have it be pain free after 3 months or so of recovery from surgery. He decided to go for it and had his surgery on Sept. 4th. The surgeon said it was one of the worst brakes that he had seen in his career. He is doing really well. Here are a few pics of him in recovery mode...Grandma Sims, this is especially for you!! I thought you would like to see your son holding my son as well :)
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