just as I have begun to hope that the fracture along the bone has begun to mend, I wake up broken again, the pain snaking down the outside of the ankle and curling over the top of the foot.  I find the ace bandage, regard the words stamped on it–place this side next to the skin.  

Begin to wrap the foot…comfort.  Nothing is truly healed.  The pain remains.  Only no longer without recourse.  Swaddling this broken bit of bone so it at least will not have to support the full weight alone.