Spurious

"And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your seed and her seed; He shall bruise your head, And you shall bruise His heel.”Genesis 3:15

This passage has been running through my head frequently of late.  For the last several months my right heel has felt like it has been bruised and over the last few weeks I started to think "Maybe this is an actual 'thing'" and today I googled it.

Ignorance is bliss.  It is probably (based on my googling 3 or 4 phrases and my non-existant podiatry degree) those ugly words you sometimes hear on foot ailment commercials  but never know what they mean and are too grossed out to find out.

Doesn't this look awful?

"Heel spur" and/or "plantar fasciitis"

Great, because I didn't already think that being in your 30's is lame. Now it is literally.

Now Genesis 3:15 has meaning to me, I know that a bruised heel hurts and is really annoying but you can get on with life.


My mom claims to have some essential oils for it and that is good because I am supposed to go on a 50 mile hike in 2 1/2 weeks.

 

These are to only kind of spurs I want on my feet.

Mixed Bag

The good news is I don't need a filling.
The better news is that there isn't a crack in the existing filling.
The great news is that I don't need a root canal.
The really great news is that the diagnosis is gum line sensitivity and recommended treatment is re-calcification.
The bad news is I will still have pain and sensitivity for a while and I didn't get to lecture anyone about HMO's, mercury amalgam fillings or the AMA/ADA.

We Are Just a Normal Happy Family

We were feeling a bit jaded yesterday as we watched America's Extreme Home Makeover Edition. We are just a normal family, no one has a deformity, disease or disability that makes life a continual challenge. Moose went to a well respected college and his parents footed the bill, he has great job. We haven't transformed a slummy neighborhood into a thriving, vibrant community. We haven't served in Iraq. For all of these things we are truly grateful but we are completely out of the running for Sears to give us a sickeningly fabulous home makeover.

So today when I inexplicably smashed my toe into the corner of the wall. Moose said "I am so sorry you are so uncoordinated. I can't imagine living life that way. I am so sorry." (He was being sincere.) We looked at each other and simultaneously we realized this could be OUR sob story. Maybe America's Extreme Home Makeover will built us a house for the clumsy.

I regularly fall up and down our stairs (once I was sure it was my final moment on earth.) Stub my toes frequently and hit the table with my hip constantly. There was one particularly unfortunate incident in my youth where I walked full speed into an open door and smashed my nose something awful. I do not play sports at all for fear of harm to myself and others. Sometimes, I hurt my children by accidentally falling, tripping over or scratching them.

On the tour of the house we can show all of the everyday household things that endanger me like the floor, countertops and drinking glasses. Ty will probably make my room, a special craft room with padded walls, furniture and safety scissors.

First ImPRESSions

My sister-in-law mercifully warned me about how painful it is as your ears deal with the pressure when you are landing in Hawaii. I was prepared with gum, something I never have or chew, but it didn't help. The pain was so extreme I wished my head would just explode and get it over with. Not only that but I spent the first 3 hours in paradise hearing in a disconcerting muffled manner.
Hawaii was not as green as I expected it to be. This was a crushing blow. I come from the Pacific Northwest, the Flathead Valley and England; I had serious green expectations for Paradise and green. They say that Kauai was is in a draught, I guess that would account for the color and I will forgive them.