Yeah, just muddling along. The foot is still slowly healing, good days and not-so-good. Same as fibro, different days with different results. Occasionally I will mix the two up in my head -- I'll feel like the broken foot is having a bad day, only to realize that it's the wrong foot. Things like that. Like, whatever...
And Linus has gotten into the habit of crawling into my lap for about 20 minutes every night. All 80 pounds of him. I'm enjoying every pound.
