Dead Leg Piñata

Do they make piñatas for the Day of the Dead? Or perhaps horrifying piñatas could become a thing for Halloween parties in the future (or are they already? I really don’t know). I’m pretty sure that my wife wouldn’t appreciate me having these thoughts about her, but the thoughts are there and I’m not one to keep them internalized (after all that would make one very empty and boring blog).

So there I was carefully squeezing my wife’s foot* (avoiding the incision sites). With all the swelling her foot looked and felt like a puffed up water balloon but perhaps a bit firmer, like a bloated dead fish. A firm but squishy sensation to touch. A black and blue bloated limb of flesh wrapped incompletely in white gauze stained dark in spots from dried blood by sight.

*Note: The doctor recommended this squeezing technique to help encourage circulation and bring down the swelling more quickly.

Anyway, I was doing this very serious task and what was my mind thinking about? Piñatas! Specifically a “dead leg piñata” that one would hang from a tree branch under a full moon. I envisioned costumed figures (ghosts and ghouls and skeletons and the like) circling the limb with their sticks getting ready to smack it with all their might to discover what surprises it held. And that’s were my brain froze. I couldn’t bare to think about what would actually come out from such a piñata. But then again perhaps it is a trick. After-all this piñata has been reinforced by three titanium brackets and fifteen titanium pins. I don’t think it will be giving up any of it’s prizes.

So there you have it. The musings of a disturbed mind. Your welcome.

Be well,



  1. murisopsis says:

    Let the healing begin. It sounds like your wife may have a long road to recovery – give her my wishes for healing and rest…

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    1. Monty Vern says:



  2. Just don’t squeeze her foot to hard. I have a suspicion you won’t like what comes out of your wife, if you do.

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    1. Monty Vern says:

      I think your right!


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