Pain, pain go away...

Life for me is about to get tricky...Tomorrow morning I will be having surgery on my right foot due to plantar fasciitis and nerve entrapment in the porta pedis (a nerve that runs on the inside of the heel), which has been causing me pain for at least 5 years, with a major increase in pain after having Ethan.  I have been doing conservative measures for the last few years to avoid the surgery such as physical therapy, orthotics for my shoes and many many injections with limited success, so surgery is my only option to hopefully relieve the pain.  As I am typing this my foot/leg is throbbing in pain, so I am crossing my fingers and toes that this works and with success will be able to have the same done to my left foot in a couple of months.  With this being done on my right foot I will be unable to drive for at least two weeks and will have to use crutches and wear an air cast boot for 6-8 weeks while staying off of it as much as possible.  Thankfully, my mom is flying in this evening and staying for the next two weeks to help us with Ethan and to be my chauffeur, for which we are incredibly grateful, and Ethan is going to have lots of fun with Grammie all to himself.

My life consists of a constant TO DO list, or multiple lists at times, and this time is no different.  I am weird, I know, but I made a 2-week TO DO list leading up to tomorrow to make sure that I get everything done that I can before the surgery, as I have no clue when I will be able to be back functioning normally.  My main goals were to have the sod installed and my carpets cleaned, which are now both complete but as usual I am running out of time and will have a nonstop day of tasks to complete before picking my mom up at the airport tonight and finally falling into bed. 

Stanley Steamer cleaned the main floor carpets on Tuesday and so we had to have many things lifted off the floor, including Bobo the bear, for a couple of days for the carpet to dry.  Yesterday I was working in my office and turned around to see this...

It makes me laugh that the dogs always seem to find the softest place in the room before laying down and Charlie is no different from the other three.

 
I have a hard time relying on others to do things...big shocker for anyone who knows me...but my M.O. is that I want things done right then, I am not a doddler and have a hard time waiting for someone else to do certain things when I could have already had it done...however, I have no choice at this point if I want to heal as quickly as possible, so my new M.O. will be propping my foot on many pillows, cuddling up with my family and enjoying the upcoming fall season of television...wish us luck!!