Hey Ya'll!
Tink- good luck with the taxes! Maybe you will soon be doing the happy tax dance!
Donald.. I hope you are feeling better soon!!
I am gonna copy/past what I wrote on my PTR bout DH foot. AM I lazy or what?!?!?
My kingdom for a Snapple
Ugh. What a week. May as well start at the beginning...
Many moons ago, before DH had found his reason for living (before we met, in other words
) he got a massive sliver of pressure treated wood in his foot. Went to doctor, doctor take out. No biggie. Fast forward 2 months,, he was having trouble walking from some random foot pain.
Back to another doctor, they did an X Ray, and lo and behold! there is more of the same wood in his little tootsie. So, they did a little in-house surgery to get it out. Only problem was, they put the novicaine in the wrong spot, so he felt the whole thing. He was a teenager at the time, and the doctor thought he was just being a baby. All that screaming was just for show, I guess.
So, as a result, he won't let anyONE or anyTHING touch his feet. Understandably so. Instead of a foot fetish, he has a foot PHOBIA.
So. About 2 weeks ago, he was taking the trash out, and got something is his foot. The day before, I had broken a Snapple bottle by accident. I thought I swept it all up, but you know how it goes. So, we were assuming it was a lil piece of Snapple glass. I tried to get it out, soaked his piggies in epsom salt and warm water, then went at him with tweezers. No dice. Of course, it doesn't help when your home surgery subject jumps 2 feet every time you look like you are THINKING about touching his foot. Finally he says just forget it, it'll work it's way out. Which it usually does.
Well this past weekend, it REALLY started to bother him. He was limping, and complaining of foot pain. I took a look, and the area of the puncture has healed over, and swollen a little bit.
Well, guess what, phobia boy, you're going to the doctor tomorrow to get your foot fixed!
Poor guy, He was a nervous wreck. To the casual observer he probably looked like a rehab reject. Sweating, twitchy, grumpy.
We were in the waiting room, and he was jumping up every other minute, saying stuff like "Jeez! Come on Already!!" Yeah. The lady with the baby looked VERY relieved when we went back.
So, they X Rayed his foot, and you will never guess what they found. No, it wasn't Jimmy Hoffa, it was
SHARDS OF PRESSURE TREATED WOOD
YES, the SAME wood from when he was a TEENAGER. The guy is 34 now!
Doc said there is lots of scar tissue, and he's not touching it with a 10 foot pole (can't blame him). So off to the podiatrist we go. THEY say, you gotta have surgery. Given his past history, the amount of scar tissue, possible infection, and phobia of mixing doctors with feet, they want him asleep, or at least very heavily sedated.
Poor DH is beside himself. He is trying not to show it, but he is scared to death. He is having the surgery in the podiatrists office Monday morning. He will be out of work on Monday, but he'll be going to work on Tuesday. He's worked it out with his boss that he will be cut boy (the guy who cuts all the wood). He will sit on his little stool and cut wood all week. He will ride an
ECV at WDW< then upon return, he should be almost better.
What a pain in the buttocks. Poor guy, I wish I could make him not scared!
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We're off to run a few errands too.
this is a nice place to feel comfy
while I was in line, leaving me with no renewal $$$. I know, I know, zip my purse. 
) & we have to pick up some supplies for a school science project.
I bet Ashe will be fine once he gets there. To be honest, I'm always stressed and worked up until I land at MCO and then life suddenly changes 
I think you need to do a blog, I sure would read it 
