It has been one doozy of a week and I will spare you all of the gory details.
Lets just say it involved sick kids, sick husbands and a dog almost eating a corgi.
God help me.
One that is going to change my life.
Maybe it will help me overcome the trauma of watching my dog almost eat a corgi.
Or maybe not.
But it's worth a try.
I am the new owner of orthotics.
At the age of 37.
I think someone is trying to inform me that life isn't all rainbows and unicorns. When I start working on myself mentally and physically, everything goes to Hell.
I started running again.
And after two attempts at 5k, I couldn't walk.
I rested my foot for a week.
It got worse.
So I googled it and realized I might need my foot amputated.
Note to self. Never, ever google health issues before seeing someone who knows your situation.
Anyways, I immediately made an appointment with a chiropodist and waited in the waiting room with 70+ year olds who had ingrown toenails and foot fungus.
What I found out.
A bone was dislocated.
And I have severely high arches which are causing me knee, hip and back pain.
The thumping of my non-skinny body pushed my arches down, squishing my foot and dislocating a bone.
I am officially an 80 year old woman who wears orthotics and sees a chiropodist.
But I don't care because she has changed my life.
Now, if only she could train my dog not to eat corgis.........