My leg hurts.

The right one.

Bad.

My foot.

My ankle.

The muscles on one side of my calf.

My shin bone.

And there's a bruise on my foot.

The truth?

I'm nervous.

I don't want to have to deal with something else going wrong.

The good news is that I can deal with the pain well enough that I can still walk.

And I think God is giving me peace to keep from completely freaking out about what this pain might mean.

Pain that wasn't here yesterday.

But anyway.

I think I'm just going to finish watching Dateline and then go to bed.

7 days till Spring Break. 

10 days till I go to see Dr. P.

We'll see.