Guess what? My foot is still in pain. It was okay after Monday, but started hurting sharply on Friday and Saturday. Stahn ran out to the store yesterday and got me a brace, which I need to wear all day. Also, we got some cushions for my shoes in hopes of stopping this from happening again.
Stahn thinks it's a result of a war-wound; I did attempt some wild jumps during the war, and I did get injured on various parts of my body. My therapist thinks my mind is in the clouds...neverimnd that I do not space out when watching the kids. Lilith was making various inappropriate comments upon hearing what was up.
Oh well...at least I get a nice foot massage whenever I'm in pain. It pays to have a husband that lives to comfort people.