We made it to Taiwan, but not without some excitement. As we were getting ready to go, at 4 in the morning, Derek slipped while running down the stairs. His foot hurt, but he was able to walk on it.
We barely made the plane to San Francisco, but finally seemed like we were safely on our way. But when Derek tried to stand up, he couldn’t put any weight on his foot. He made it to the door of the plane, but had to be met there with a wheelchair.
The rest of the trip he got wheelchair rides on and off the planes, in Tokyo and Taipei. It actually wasn’t bad, being taken to the front of the lines, boarding early. The worst part was being the last off the plane, but then we zoomed past the other passengers waiting at immigration or security.
The next day he was feeling much better, and able to walk a little. By now, he is back to normal.
