I had phenominal stats yesterday and then I saw that someone on a soccer forum had googled "massive toe" and linked to this photo of Josh's bandaged foot from 2011. Funny. Even funnier is that he said it was obviously a dainty woman's foot. Just this morning I ordered Josh some new sneakers in (I kid you not) size 15 EEEE.
Despite my excessive bear bait related crying, I do want to gloat a little and tell you that last time I went to photograph lake guy his younger brother was visiting. We all went to the area where a bunch of charming manly men hang out and one of the manly men asked me if lake guy's 32 year old brother was my husband. (I'm intentionally leaving out the part about the free flowing beer) He's so young!! It was flattering.
Bear bait is thoroughly medicated and today she actually got up and came to greet me when I returned from picking Josh up from school. I was shocked. For the past week she's been lying flat on her side and only lifting her head and thumping her tail on the floor when I come home, search and find her. She just started another new medication, which is for seizers, but also a pain killer. I think she's high as a kite. Truthfully, I'd rather spend my last days high as kite over writhing in pain so I'm okay with it. My BIL's wife works for a vet, and I sent her bear baits x-rays for a second opinion. I'm holding my breath and waiting to see what she makes of the mysterious non-defined hip bone. Now I just have to figure out what I am going to do about having to leave bear bait (and the family) for 2 weeks for my next school session coming up in 13 days.