Resistance is futile. Well done, Ryan.

The bunion surgery is elective I imagine. The doctor was pretty straight with me. She was clear that it was never going to get better any other way and more than likely would get worse. The only hope to be able to walk pain free was surgery. She also said that it was going to hurt worse than labor and put me in bed for 2 weeks and could be 6 months to a year before I could wear all my shoes because of swelling. The swelling has been minimal, so I think I am lucky there. Of course, my leg has been elevated almost 100% of the time for best chances there.

That is encouraging, Zen. It looks like the scars might be pretty impressive, but I hadn't planned on being a foot model so I really don't care.

No issue with insurance covering it. I asked if I was going to get a preexisting problem because it has been there for decades but that wasn't a problem. I had asked about getting it done years ago, but the doctor refused because my children were young. He said experience had taught him that mothers of small children will not stay off their feet and will screw the healing process completely.

Laura, I was wearing regular sneakers in about three months. The healing process was much easier than I had been led to expect. YMMV, of course. I did find that sitting for long periods of time (like, more than five minutes) was extremely uncomfortable for a few months.

But, um, keeping the leg completely immobile and always elevated can lead to a blood clot. I mean, don't panic or anything, just, like, move the leg around a bit. Wiggle your toes, flex your foot, raise and lower your leg, whatever you can do with a cast on to keep the blood flowing.

Oh yeah, although it is elevated I am restless and constantly moving it around, playing with my toes to keep them from being so numb, etc. Also, since I have tiny bladder I have to get myself onto my rolly chair and into the bathroom and back about a zillion times a day. I get the cast Tuesday when they remove the sutures. Not really looking forward to that. But I should be released to walk on it a bit then, so that will be nice.

Laura, I hope your recovery is quicker than expected, and yay shower!

BT, I am not at all surprised that Ryan charms people wherever he goes. He is ridiculously charming in still photography, and I can't imagine how adorable he is in person. I'm also impressed at how good he was on those long flights; I doubt I would have been as good.

We are going out to breakfast and then we might actually get some unpacking done. I have been useless getting stuff done this week because somewhere along the line I aggravated an old arm injury.

Thanks for the info on bunions. I don't think mine are that bad, but it does hinder me from wearing the high heels I really would like to wear for fancy dress. Even a half an inch with insufficient padding in the toe area leaves me limping in 15 minutes. I pretty much stick to athletic shoes anymore, and that's been going on over the past 15 years. It doesn't stop me from doing what I want, but I'd just like to be able to wear regular shoes anytime I want.

BT, I am not at all surprised that Ryan charms people wherever he goes. He is ridiculously charming in still photography, and I can't imagine how adorable he is in person.

Oh! That reminds me, we had some photos done for his third birthday: [link]
Strike a pose! [link]
Genetically modified foods have really taken off in China: [link]
VICTORY! Or, possibly, CUDDLE MEEEE! [link]
A very fine suit: [link]

VICTORY! Or, possibly, CUDDLE MEEEE! [link]

Ridiculous cuteness!

Why do teenagers need to be such fucking assholes?

In non-asshole teenagery news, Emmett just woke up and came into the kitchen.

Me: Are you hungry?
Emmett: Yeah.
Me: You want pancakes?
Emmett: Yeah. Can I make them?

So he and Matilda are happily working together making pancakes for us this morning.

PSSST.. Laura is nekkid; pass it on!

My plans today involve cleaning some junk out of the back yard, calling the lawn guy, laundry, getting a new debit card at the bank, seeing Avengers at 4:30 and then going to out friends' house WAAAAY out south and BBQing, drinking a little drink around their new firepit and watching the hugenormous moon.

Tomorrow is Clean All The Things day. And Monday is Getcha Ass Back Into the Work Groove, Bitca! day.