Tomorrow morning at 9 a.m. I see Dr. K about my MRI results. I'm all a-twitter. Could this be it? Could this be the day I finally get an appropriate diagnosis? I've only been to four medical care providers since my foot started hurting in April 2011 -- back when I thought myself a runner. When I did 20-25 miles a week. When I ran to Body Attack classes and then back home? When I felt like an athletically inclined person rather than a mess?
It might not be the end of foot drama... in some real ways it may only be the beginning. But I'm kind of excited about it.