Yesterday I went to Buford for a fun day of shopping with one of my BFF sisters, Suz. We spent about five hours on our feet shopping. We looked at clothes, shoes, accessories, makeup, lingerie. You name it, we checked it out. Actually bought a few things, too. Suz's birthday is Saturday. I bought her gift and also bought the gift for my mom and dad to give her. It was loads of fun. I think retail therapy should rank as high on the list as psychiatric therapy.
However, as with most things I do lately, it came with a price. Tuesday I went to the orthopedic doctor because I've had recurring trouble with my foot. My left foot has felt bruised and sore for weeks, but has gotten so much worse lately. Finally, it was so bad I really felt like I needed to have it looked at. I have a bruised heel and plantar fasciaitis. Oh, yeah, and arthritis in my big toe, which hasn't bothered me at all. Yet. That'll probably start hurting as soon as the other things go away.
I guess walking around the Mall of Georgia for five hours isn't really a good idea for someone with a bad foot. I did wear the heel cup and brace, but by the time I had driven home, when I got out of my car, I could barely stand on it. I knew it was time to bring out the big gun.
I wore it all evening last night because it did give my foot some relief. As did staying off of it for the rest of the night. I had planned on working out, but I wasn't able to go. It's hard to work out on one foot. I was bummed at first, because my OCD makes me feel like a dog if I do something that's out of my routine.
But look what I got to enjoy because I stayed home.
A beautiful sunset in my own backyard. Something I would have missed had I been at the gym. Who needs a lovely beach view when you can see something so pretty in your own yard?
You may remember a while back, I asked all of you to pray for the son of one of my instructors at the gym. He has acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Please keep the little fella in your prayers every day. He's fighting hard and is about to enter into a new phase of his chemo where he will be admitted for 3-4 days for treatment every few weeks. They are fighting it aggressively. Here is the link to his CaringBridge page that his mom updates a few times a week. I'm sure you'll admire her strength as much as I do. And he's just the cutest thing you've ever seen.
Okay, loves, gotta run. I have a long drive to Macon, Georgia to make this morning. It's gonna be another hot one here, so stay cool.
Till next time...