OK, so here it is September, and last winter and spring was one big ball of pain, humility, pride reduction and whatever. Left foot, left ankle, left leg, right knee. I wasn't as healthy as I wanted to be. Then I move to a new place, am the pastor of two new wonderful churches who I am really growing to love, and here I am, getting my foot x-rayed yesterday and getting a prescription for VICODIN (!!!!!!!) today. Don't know what I did, but it was to the one appendage on my legs that hadn't yet been traumatized this year.
This bites. I hate coedine. My right foot doesn't care, it's going to get relief soon. It's all swelled up like a kielbasa. It's ALMOST enough to swear you off kielbasa, but not quite. Soon it isn't going to care whether it's swelled up or not, but I am not going to be able to keep a disciplined train of thought. Yeah, great place for a resident theologian and shepherd to have his brain.
Hopefully I'll find out what the X rays will say tomorrow. They were taken yesterday. How long does it bloody take?