I have been advised to think about surgery- its not mandatory but the Dr. believes due to the severe tendon damage that it may become necessary in the future. It was sort of traumatic emotional experience in light of the apt. And I went into work only to leave 10 minutes later in tears. I've been learning a lot about how God is in control, and how important it is to follow the wisdom and care of a physician. But, that is not easy for me, and right now I'm freaking out about surgery and what that will entail.
About three weeks ago I made a decision to not do the 1/2 marathon in Disney- but that I was still going, and Courtney agreed to do the 5K with me. At this point I'm not entirely sure how the 5K is going to happen, but I'm hopeful that once the reaction I'm having with the shot subsides that I will be able better gauge how to not exert myself in a way that prevents me from having an AMA-zing time in Disney with people that I absolutely love.
I can't believe the way that this whole situation with my feet escalated. I'm pissed at myself for not going sooner, but I know that I can't beat myself up about it- it won't change anything. It is what it is, and part of me wants to scream at my computer that I just wrote that, and meant it.
Anyway- I'm thankful for a prayer team of people that I can email at the latest hour and then wake up to messages this morning as I prepared for the appointment. Prayer works. Follow up apt is next week. I'm hoping I do not get another shot, because I seriously don't think I could handle that again. And now I'm hoping that the master physician and healer will bring all of this inflammation and pain to a comfortable place and I'll be able to kick the 5K's ass, and meet Tigger with Joy.
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