
Yesterday I saw a Physician's Assistant, an Orthopaedic Surgeon that specializes in ankles, and a Podiatrist that specializes in ankles (and yes - it was a lot of co-pays for one day). They all agreed on one thing: I need surgery. This Thursday. Then crutches for 4 to 6 weeks after that. CRUTCHES!!! (My kids are jealous about the crutches part, btw.)
On a side note, I've been reading the Old Testament (forever), and I'm on the Book of Job. I couldn't bring myself to read it last night.I know my problems aren't as bad as his, but still.
I can whine anyway.
My Five:
1. My husband is incredibly supportive.
2. So are my in-laws.
3. So are my kids (but they might want to borrow the crutches...)
4. Maple and Brown Sugar Pop-Tarts. They make you feel better when you get bad news.
5. It's Conference weekend, so I was going to lay around all weekend anyway. Now I'll just do it with my ankle higher than heart level.







