When we got home from Chi-town last week, I hoped to hit the ground running. Forget it. I landed in an alligator pond . . . as in "up to my a** in alligators". Moose had an infected ingrown toenail which necessitated a trip to the podiatrist, Foot. Foot took care of Moose's toe and lectured him (again) not to bite his toenails. Ewwww. Foot also trimmed one of my toenails that cracked in half when I ran into Wild Thing who stopped short to gawk at
Wizard has a new onset foot drop. He can walk on his toes but not on his heels. He apparently has tendinitis in his left achilles tendon as well. Foot was so concerned about Wizard that she consulted our family neurologist, Nerve. Nerve doesn't see kids, so we have to take Wizard to the pediatric neurologist this week. Every doc we've consulted has asked about headaches, of which Wizard has complained some. Now I'm imagining all sorts of horrible things, from stroke to brain tumor. Dear Lord, what next.
In good Customer Service news is a commendation for our local Sam's Club optical department. Before the appointment with Foot, I took Wizard to the eye doctor, who wrote a new glasses prescription. We ran to Sam's Club to order new glasses and begged the manager to get them in before school started. The manager did me one better: he got the new glasses in in two days!! Wizard had them in time for us to attend our friend's son's Bar Mitzvah this past weekend. Kudos to Pete, the optician.