NC - Part 2

Let's see where were we? After the afternoon at the arboretum we headed to downtown Asheville. Heather had recommended the Tupelo Honey Cafe for dinner. It had been featured on a Rachael Ray show that I happened to see so I was familiar with the name.

Not my photo by the way

So to make Heather proud I ordered the blackened cajun catfish, goat cheese grits, biscuits with whipped peach butter and tupelo honey and a big glass of sweet tea. Let me just say Mmmmmmmm!!! It was Southern cooking at its finest. Dusty had....drumroll please.....a burger and an orange soda. Once again, I accused him of sucking all of the fun out of the room. He said something about not liking grits or goat cheese or something like that. I couldn't really hear him because I was eating and going "Mmmmmmmmmm" :)

We spent some time walking around downtown looking at all of the shops. Then out of nowhere the sidewalk jumped up and viciously attacked me. OK..that may be an exaggeration. I was walking along minding my own business and my foot slipped off a 1-inch raised section of the sidewalk. I rolled my foot and went down. I got right back up trying to look as cool as possible, but the damage was done. About one block later I thought, "Hmmm...that's starting to hurt." A couple hours later I'm thinking, "This is getting really sore." By 10:00 that night I couldn't put any weight on it without severe pain. After briefly considering if we should have it looked at, I decided to wait it out, elevate the foot, numb it with ice, numb myself with a painkiller and try to sleep. The next morning it was better, but still almost impossible to walk on. So I ended up at Walgreen's buying Advil, an Ace bandage, and a pair of crutches while being pushed around in a wheelchair.

Throughout this ordeal I was reminded that my husband is very supportive and takes great care of me. He just isn't the world's best wheelchair driver. :)

Oh and FYI I'm off the crutches and walking semi-normally. Tomorrow's post - Adventures in driving with a photography enthusiast and a new definition of "White-knuckle Driving!"