Isn't this boot sexy?
So my foot has been hurting me for about two weeks now. I don't remember doing anything to it- it just started hurting. I put off going to the doctor because I thought maybe it would just go away on its own. Plus, I didn't want the doctor to tell me there was nothing wrong, which is usually what happens to me. Anyway, the other day I just couldn't take it anymore. So I called the doctor and made an appointment. I dropped Cameron off at preschool this morning and Scott met me at the orthopedist's office to watch the kids. The doctor took x-rays and examined my foot. The diagnosis: a stress fracture. What?! How could this have happened??? I have no freakin' idea, but now I have to wear this huge boot for a month and use crutches. I have to stay off my foot as much as possible. Yeah right. I'm a mother of three little ones! How am I going to do this?! My wonderful, pregnant sister offered her services by inviting me to stay with her in Jersey. I'm considering it. Her house is one level unlike mine and she would be home with me more than Scott would if I were to stay home. Plus, she could make meals too. I just feel bad cause she's pregnant with twins. If I go down there, she's going to have to take care of me and my three kids as well as herself and her growing belly. What to do, what to do. Meanwhile, I still have things to do for her shower. Namely, shopping, which I must say is very difficult with crutches. Errrr. I know this has happened for a reason and I can't wait to figure out what that reason is!