Never good

It's never a good sign when the first thing that the doctor says upon walking into a room is, "So, when are we doing surgery?" Ugh. My stupid food is STILL causing me issues and apparently we are at the end of the road with other alternatives. Fortunately I convinced him to give me one last cortisone shot and let me be on my way for now with the promise that once it becomes unbearable pain wise that I'd be back in and set a surgery date. He said that my occupation is a hazard and that my foot just isn't getting the off-time it needs to heal. :o( I just don't have time for surgery and to be honest, it really puts a kink in my on-the-go status. So, I'm praying that I can go a long time on this last shot and postpone it as long as possible. I'm so glad that tomorrow is Friday, the weekend (and Thanksgiving break) can't come fast enough!

****I am grateful for
1) one last shot to buy me time
2) a good doctor that I trust and is letting me wait it out
3) Thanksgiving Break is so close that I can smell it
4) Extra income (although I HATE that Jeff has worked for almost a month straight w/o a single day off, 24/7 Mommy duty is tough and we miss him during the weekend days)
5) Friday is right around the corner!