Yet another foot injury has reduced me to a sore, miserable, crutch-dependent mess. I can't run, and it's driving me insane. This is the 4th foot related injury I've had in the past 6 years, and I'm done with it. It makes me want to just throw my hands up in the air and say "screw it."
I hate to have other people dote on me and help me with things like holding my coffee and holding doors. I'm just not that type of person. I really do appreciate everyone that is being helpful, but I'm just not for that type of attention. *sigh*
The Dr. appointment yesterday is probably going to cost quite a bit, especially with the x-rays and stuff. The Dr. himself was a runner, and knew what I was going through, and he was very informative and helpful. I have this thing against people touching my feet (I don't even like Travis to touch my feet), but he was very sensitive and didn't tickle me. Thank goodness. But anyway, my injury has something to do with my medial sesamoid bone (or bone
s because my sesamoid is in two pieces), one of the two pea-sized bones under my first metatarsal (big toe) bone, either an inflammation or a stress fracture. Either way, he said I need to keep all weight off of it for a few weeks (my next appointment is in three weeks).
Crappity crap. Oh well. I really can't do much about it. Unfortunately.