Day 64: They Call Me "Frankenfoot"

I've had 2 surgeries on my right ankle, which, for the longest time of holding the dubious distinction of being my "bad" ankle. That is, until, I killed my left one.

Here it is, the new record holder for being sucky. I present the Left Ankle!

I can't get all my scars in, but from this angle, you can see the apricot-sized scars left by the gauze in my cast from the surgery last year, you can see one of the scope scars, you can see the incision where they put the plate and screws in...and where they took them out.

As a bonus: my faded, yet still adorable Calvin tattoo. He'll be 19 this summer.

Day 40: "Go then...There are other worlds than these..."

I totally stole this pic of the internet...I was lazy and I needed a picture. But, it's relevant!

The "runes" on her back are the ones on the "unfound door" in Stephen King's Dark Tower books, and the quote above the tattoo is my favorite one from the books.

This will be my next tat...once Babe finally finishes the books!