the foot thing

So.

I went for what I thought was going to be my last foot appt.

I got my old lady inserts two weeks ago

and for a week and a half went back and forth between them 

and the boot,

and Tuesday, started wearing shoes with inserts full-time.

(that's tough on a barefoot gal like me!)

Doc's not happy with how slowly the tendonitis is healing

so now,

in addition to the insert with the mile-high arch

that sucks up my socks,

I have a lovely black lace-up brace thing. 

(Which, of course doesn't fit in my shoes.

But I had the Tony dig out a pair of his old* tennis shoes

that'll work fine.)

And I'm still supposed to be elevating my foot

for thirty minutes every two hours.

Which they forgot to tell me last time....

Not that I would have complied,

exactly,

but I always like to know the rules anyways ;-) 

So.

That's where I'm at with the foot.

*Tony, like his big brother, has always been fastidious 

with his shoes, so even though they are 'old'

they look brand new.