My excuse for today

 I didn't work out today. But I do have a good excuse. For the past week or so I've been nursing a bit of an ingrown toenail, which resulted indirectly from the Seattle RNR marathon last summer. That part of my toenail finally grew back in, but a corner of it chipped off as it came in, leading to the ingrown toenail. I've had these before (they run in the family) but they always resolve after a few days. This one didn't. It felt fine during my bike ride yesterday, but last night it started to hurt a little more. I went to bed and was able to fall asleep OK, but at 3 am I woke to throbbing pain in my toe. I looked at it, and it was abscessed. Uh-oh. I woke up Loren and had him take a look at it, because I wondered how urgent it was. He said that it definitely needed to be seen, but that it could wait until morning.

I tried to go back to sleep, but it hurt way too much. I remembered that I had some Vicodin left from last summer's Portland-to-Coast incident, so I took one and was able to get back to sleep by about 4:30. Loren was up for a couple hours, because he couldn't fall asleep either. I felt bad for waking him, but what was I to do?

I called my parents at 7:15 am, and my dad graciously came and picked up the kids so that I could go to the urgent care without Loren having to take a sick day to take care of the kids for me. The urgent care opened at 9 am, and I got in quickly, as they weren't busy yet. I'll spare you all the gory details, but I did have to have minor surgery on the toe to drain the abscess. It feels a lot better now, but I'm still not walking very well, and I think it might be a couple of days before I can even think about racewalking. I had to call & cancel my PT appt for this afternoon, too. I'm resting with my feet up this afternoon, and hopefully will be able to get to work tomorrow.

Nothing like a little unplanned adventure, is there? I'm just thankful that I have insurance and that I could get treated. I need that toe to be in good shape!