Since Christmas, I've had a terrible bout with gout. Talk about pain! And not being able to walk flat on my foot, I started walking on the side so no pressure would hit my toes. Well, the pain in the side of my foot kept getting worse until I couldn't walk at all. So today I went to the foot dr., appropriately named Dr. Hosey. He took one look at the side of my foot, and said I had a hairline fracture. With gout. In my toe, in the side of my foot. With the fracture. Oh Poop! Orders? Stay off my foot except for the necessary. no walking. So here I sit in my chair, facing the tv. Oh1 Wait! I can't watch tv! Why!? This morning, right at the beginning of my favorite talk show, Steve Harvey, the tv died! Except for my computer, I am bored to tears! I have some embroidery to do so I'll work on that. But I know Ken, no home cooked food for several days, no house cleaning done, dust piling up along with the dishes, and dirty floors! Help!!