Saber tooth tigers and bang-o-rangs

Top picture: My leg. (Yes, I know it's a little hairy. Would you want you risk shaving over that?? Didn't think so.) My leg is noticeably smaller. I didn't think it was THAT noticeable until today at physical therapy when a very nosy lady next to me commented on it. Thanks lady. I don't think you can really tell in this picture but trust me, it's smaller. I'm trying to think of an awesome story to tell people when they see my scar. So far the "I had a surgery where they reconstructed the second metatarsal and lengthened a tendon in my calf but they put the bandage on too tight so I got this thing called a post compartment syndrome which means your fascia is under so much pressure that your muscle actually starts to die anyway it hurt real bad and I went to the hospital where they sliced me open to let the muscle claim itself and then after three days they only had to take out 20% of the muscle and that is why there is a huge scar on my leg" isn't giving the clear intense message that I want it to. Especially because no one knows what a fascia is and if you haven't had post compartment syndrome or been in the room with someone suffering from post compartment syndrome I think it comes off as a bad charlie horse. It's much much worse. Maybe I could say something like, "Saber. Tooth. Tiger." VERY intensely, without blinking.
On the bright side, things are going very well at physical therapy. I am moving better and getting strength back a little more everyday. Tendons are moving nicely and everything is repairing slowly but surely.
The next picture is yours truly. After a lovely warm shower, I gave myself some much needed bangs and layers. My hair soaked up the layers into perfect little ringlets. I forgot how my hair loves to curl when there is just the right layer set in.
I am very close to being done with all of the Christmas shopping. Now, what to get for the husband...??
I am glad to report that I got a lot done today. I paid some bills, organized more, cleaned more, talked with Dr. Beals who is being super awesome helping me figure out what's wrong with me, talked with people about my $50 rebate visa card (WOO) and talked with people who told me that there is a much bigger process to get a new phone. I feel like my head is slowing down now. I am relaxing more. I am unwinding more. This is the place my mind unwinds.

Do I like that enough to use to remedy the need for a new blog name?
The place my mind unwinds...
I'm going to try it out just for a bit...