When Chantal had an orthopedic boot “fitted” after breaking her ankle, she was told that she would need to wear it for six weeks. As soon as the sixth week arrived she promptly was on the phone to the fracture clinic to request an x-ray, to be given the all-clear to remove the orthopedic boot. She had some trouble getting 
through, but eventually was promised a phone consultation, as is often the case during these socially distanced times. She had the call last Thursday, and was given the permission to remove the boot, based purely on the time that the ankle had been immobilised. She removed it forthwith, walked around a bit, and decided to drive to Sainsbury for a weekly shop. Since her newly-liberated ankle was already aching, I dissuaded her from this, and drove to her the store, where she wore the boot as she shopped.
The ankle still aches, and she is not yet ready for dog walking, but otherwise all seems well. She will be x-rayed to confirm that the break has healed, but not until the end of the month.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
