My New Accessory

Some of y'all saw this on Facebook:

And since many of y'all contacted to offer help see what had happened I figured it would be easiest just to let everyone in on the fun at one time;-)

Sooooooo around two years ago my foot started hurting while I was running. I didn't think much of it and just bought new running shoes. Problem solved. At least the problem was solved for a bit. A few months later the same thing popped up so I bought new shows. Problem solved. Then a few months later. . . well, you get the just. I didn't think much of it and just assumed that was my body's way of letting me know I needed to amp up my shoe game.

A couple of months after Amelia Grace was born I laced up my running shoes and hit the treadmill again. Soon after my foot was in pain, so I followed the pattern and got new shoes. Only this time the pain never went away. It got to the point that I couldn't even walk without being in pain. Of all the beautimus shoes I owned the only ones seeing the light of day were my Sanita clogs and cowgirl boots because those were the only ones that offered some sort of support. I finally bit the bullet and made an appointment with our family doctor who took one look and sent me on my not-so-merry way to the podiatrist.

Fast forward a few weeks when my wonderful mother-in-law was available to sit with the princess and I was on my way to the doctor. They took some x-rays and he asked a few questions, but he said he knew what it was just my looking at my history. Apparentlyyyyyyyy I have some fancy pants thing that means two bones in my foot never really fused together (apparently this isn't that uncommon) coupled with an aggravated tendon. This is then made worse by the fact that my feet flattened some during pregnancy. He says he sees lots of new moms with foot issues. Bizarre, right? 

All that leads us to my latest accessory. I get to wear this fun little number until my next appointment at the end of January. I'm supposed to wear it all the time unless I'm driving, showering, or sleeping. After the next appointment I will be fitted for some super high-level orthotics that I will have to wear for a while. He says he thinks he can get me running again, but it may not be for a while. 

Those of you with needy wee ones know this is not ideal. Going up and down the stairs with Amelia Grace is pretty terrifying right now. And trying to carry her around in her car seat is quite the challenge! I'm hoping I get used to it quickly because it all makes me so nervous! 

I would definitely appreciate prayer in this season of change:-)

Friday's Letters [10.11]

Happy Friday, folks!

Dear Lord, Thank you for grace and new mercies each day.

Dear tastebuds, I see a new trend and I like it.

Dear Trail Run, You scare me. I've never run on a trail so why I signed up to so an entire 5K race is beyond me. Please be gentle. My foot and knee are reminding me this week how I'm not getting any younger. . .

Dear new running shoes, You cost a pretty penny, but you sure are pretty.

Dear David, I just love you to pieces and can't wait for all our adventures in the coming weeks!

Friday's Letters [07.13]

Happy Friday! It's another wonderful day to link up with Adventures of Newlyweds

Dear beach, It's so nice to see you again. Did you miss me? I sure missed you.

Dear foot, You are so close to being healed, how about you go ahead and finish up? I'd really like to wear some of the cute shoes from the collection I've been amassing for years. You are making that quite difficult right now.

Dear country music, How do you always seem to know exactly what I'm thinking?? It's getting kind of spooky actually. Keep up the good work.

Dear football season, Oh, how we miss you! Just the knowledge of season tickets to NC State games is enough to have me counting down the days until your arrival.  My brand new red shorts are ready to go, you just need to do your part and get here. Appreciate it.

Dear Gap Outlet, Please stop having such rock star sales. My "fun money" account can only take so many hits. I mean 40% off clearance prices? You're killing me, Smalls.

Dear Friday the 13th, Last time you came to hang out with us we were in the middle of the school year and I was convinced you were going to make the children crazy. You managed to hold off on that. Thanks. Think you could keep the crazy travelers on the road from doing the same? My hubby would greatly appreciate it!

Week in Pictures

Good morning and Happy Monday, kiddos! Today's post is a bit of a photodump. I was going through my phone and I realized the crazy amount of pictures I've taken with the intention of sharing, except I've kind of blown it on the sharing part. Without further adieu, here they are:

Fourth of July was spent eating and celebrating with David's family on Lake Wylie!

The princess also had an opportunity to go swimming!

Meet Frankenfoot! The stitches came out but I'm still hobbling. Only a few more weeks!

I somehow conned my sweet husband into visiting here on his day off. Love me some IKEA!

Daisy got cozy on my brother's lap on the way to Winston Salem.

 I ate my weight in ribs in Winston Salem. Mm mm mm!

 
Hope everyone has a great day!

 

Friday's Letters-[06.29]

It's a fantastic edition of Friday's Letters with Adventures of Newlyweds!

Dear hubby, Thank you for being so wonderful. Seriously, you are pretty awesome opossum. The way you take care of me and look after me is amazing. I love how you make me laugh and remind me just to chillax sometimes. I am so proud of all your hard work and what you have accomplished in all the paths that you travel down. It has been an incredible two years and I cannot wait for all the more to come!

Dear foot, You have been quite the nuisance this week. Please continue not to hurt more than a dull ache. It would be really swell if you could hurry up and heal so I can get back to moving and shaking!

Dear Mandy, Thank you oh so very much for coming to help take care of me. I greatly appreciate you driving me on my errands and fetching things for me. I would have been in a terrible place without your help!

Dear readers, Thank you for all the love after my surgery! I am very grateful for your well-wishes and prayers!

Dear Daisy, You are so sweet to your momma. Thank you for being such a good pillow and snuggler. You are an awesome little spoon. Keep up the good work, princess.

Dear bloggers, Anyone interested in guest posting?? I'm still on the hunt for some writers to step in for me while I am at the beach in July!

Surgery? Um, OK

That was my exact response to the orthopedic surgeon yesterday morning. I need surgery? Um, OK. Let me back up and start the story from the beginning. . .

A little over two months ago I started getting a bit of a sore spot on my foot. Well, the sore spot grew and it grew and it grew. I saw my general physicians who took some x-rays. He determined it was benign and that it was likely caused by overuse and the thinning of my bones due to the steroids for my kidneys. The steroids strike again! He prescribed some antibiotics and I was on my way.

Two weeks later it was still there and the pain was getting worse. Ugh. I called The Momma, who moonlights as a nurse when she's not a momma to the Wardlets, who suggested I see the orthopedic doctor for his opinion. This brings us to yesterday. It took him less than five minutes to diagnose it as a fatty cyst that needed to go. Fun. I met with his scheduling nurse who told me it looked like it would be a few weeks until he could fit me in. While this would be after our trip to the beach with the hubby's family, it would also be right before my school district's summer conference at which I am presenting. Crutching around during a presentation? No, thank you! I went out on a limb and asked if she had any appointments open for the next day, even though it was super short notice. I was in luck-there had been a cancellation!

That brought us to today and this:

Lovely, right? My surgery was scheduled for 10:45, which meant they wanted us there at 9:15 for prep and such. We met with multiple nurses, the anesthesiologist, the orthopedic doctor, and others over the course of an hour and a half. A little before 11 they injected a concoction of drugs into my IV and things got spotty from there. I don't remember rolling down the hall, but I remember looking at some lights in a different room. The next thing I know I'm groggily being woken up by a nurse asking if I want a drink. Huh? I glance down and I have a lovely wrap around my foot.

 No, I wasn't on any meds at all

I was still pretty groggy for the next bit. I don't remember David coming in, but I do remember the nurse bringing me a drink which was before David arrived. Anywho, after some time of waking up, and apparently raving about how wonderful the hospital was compared to my last hospital visit, we were on our way! We headed to Moe's for lunch to pig out. After not eating for well over 12 hours I was in desperate need of some food.

Here I am now on the couch where I will be camped out for the foreseeable future. It's a week on crutches and completely off my foot, two weeks out of water, and three weeks until I can wear closed-toed shoes. Bah humbug.

Any shows suggestions on Netflix or HuluPlus??