After our day at the Gateway, Little was exhausted!!! She almost fell asleep into her dinner.
So, Little was in bed and asleep by 6:15PM! She slept until 7:00AM!!! I honestly can’t remember the last time she did that. We didn’t even set our alarm because she usually wakes us up between 5:30 – 6:00AM. That means that WE slept until 7:00AM too.

We woke up to the sound of Bubba opening Little’s door and her saying, “I’m trying to get my light on, Bubba. You can turn it if you want to.”

Living in a cool city has it’s advantages – lots of things to do. Funny thing about that – when you live in a cool city you often don’t do said cool things because you have life to do and there is always next week. . .

One of my goals for summer was for us to go to the Arch as a family. School starts next week and so it was today or failure (to meet the goal, that is). We went.

Remember back, if you will, to a 13 hour road trip full of sickness. . . I had been told I had Gout and took 13 tiny pills of death which didn’t even touch the pain in my toe but were are real pain in the neck. You know why those pills didn’t touch the pain???

NO GOUT!

I received a letter from the doctor which told me that my uric acid levels were normal and he hoped that the medicine had done the trick. Good day.

I called and said, “If my uric acid levels were normal wouldn’t logic lead me to deduct that I don’t have Gout? And wouldn’t we need to discuss that I STILL have so much pain in my foot??” The call back from the doctor led to the set up of another appointment, which resulted in a referral to an orthopedist.

Result? BROKEN BONE!!! (that is the same as NO GOUT!) Yep, my sesamoid is broken.
(In anatomy, a sesamoid bone is a bone embedded within a tendon. Functionally, they act to protect the tendon and to increase its mechanical effect. )

I went this week to be fitted for an orthotic and went to buy appropriate shoes for the healing process. Translate appropriate: huge, bulky, not feminine, running shoes. Great. I have to wear the “special shoes” for a month and then go back to the doctor. He says the only other option is to have surgery and have the bone removed. Great. We should pray that the bone heals. If I have surgery on my foot, you guys are going to have to take turns flying up here to help with my three children.

Say, that sounds like fun. . .