Bertha

I stated yesterday that I hurt my foot. We were FaceTiming with Poppy and Grandma when I decided to put them in charge of babysitting Kit-Kat so I could run upstairs and grab something.  As I was running (literally) back down the stairs I slipped, skipped a couple, and face planted on the floor. The diet mt. dew I was carrying happened to not spill, thankfully, but in turn I hurt my foot.  I hobbled around on it that night and the next morning until Poppy convinced me to head to urgent care. Poppy isn't really a promoter of going to the doctor as he seems to have some remedy to fix your ailment. I figured this might be serious if he thinks I should go to the doctor.

I had the new babysitter I hired come over and went to pick up Miss M and her friend and took them to her friends house to play while I hit up urgent care. They were fast/kind enough.  I had an x-ray taken of my foot and the doctor informed me that my foot was in fact broken and I needed to be fitted to a boot that I would need to wear as much as possible including to bed.  

And thus the coming of Bertha (the boot).  I hate her. Although she does make it easier to walk on my foot than if I didn't have her. I am angry mostly bc I had a few races planned in the upcoming months and now those are off the table.  I am trying to refrain from eating sleeves of Ritz crackers to drown my sorrows.  

Big Will doesn't like the boot. He keeps telling me to take it off or wants to know where the 'nother one is.  Miss M keeps asking me when it's coming off and explaining to a four year old who has no time concept that it's going to be a long time isn't going so well.  I was able to get an appt with a surgeon for next week so hopefully they tell me it isn't as bad as it feels and I will be on the mend sooner than later. 

I was saving all my pharmacy receipts to submit to our flex spending plan but based on larger/significant medical expenses for the first half of the year I don't think we'll have any trouble spending it all without messing around with $7.00 prescriptions.  

Due to limited mobility and difficulty walking up and down the stairs we are going to watch a lot of shows and do a lot of snuggling.

Jill picked up my medicine from the pharmacy and while I was answering the door and talking to her Miss M snatched my phone and took a bunch of selfies.

No idea where she gets the eyebrow raise - I don't even have visible eyebrows.

 The eyebrow and head tilt. Yikes.