What This Summer is All About

A week in review: Doctors appointments, dentist, shopping, think about what I want in my room, help Katie find curtains, go to wawa, see Great Gatsby (awesome from the point of view of someone who never read it) then Mother’s Day.

So for all those in America this past weekend was Mother’s Day. To celebrate we went out to the boardwalk and went mini golfing then out to dinner at a local dinner. Of course I was having a very off day with golf and ended up loosing - everyone was getting 2s and 3s and I was getting 3s and 4s...

Really we were trying to get as much active stuff done as possible before the 14th.

Why?

Because I get surgery on that day.

This is the reason why I didn’t apply to internships this summer. This surgery is something that my family has been talking about since I was little. I was born with bunions - a foot problem that normally effects older women because they ware the wrong types of shoes. Lucky me I’m part of the 3% born with it.

But the constant talk about it wasn’t the thing that made me decide to do this. 

My feet give me pain, not chronic, put enough to keep me constantly reminded that they are different. I can’t run for more that 5 minutes without being unable to really stand, I have problems with ladders, and sometimes I just get pain after sitting all day. Really it isn’t any fun.

So the 14th, tomorrow, I get the surgery for my right foot done then hopefully in 6 weeks I’ll be well enough to get the left foot done too. However, the doctor says that since they have to break 2 bones it will really be all about playing it by ear. We really worked to get them in so soon since the goal is to have both feet out of bandages by the time I have to go back to school in August.

My dad is taking me and we’re actually leaving tonight since I have to be there at 5:45 am. It’s only suppose to be an hour and I’m hoping to be knocked out for the whole thing. I’m really nervous and am scared about the type of pain you’re in right after...make that really, really nervous. But I’ll have my dad and my teddy waiting and I’m staying at home for the first few weeks. I’m going to do this. It’s worth more than my fears.

So wish me luck. I’ll keep you posted.