We interrupt the regularly scheduled "word" posts to bring you this update on the current state of operations and shipping. In other words, ya'll give me a bit more time to get those seeds out and such. I got everybody's request for seeds and am currently working on pottery, so hopefully it won't be much longer before I'll either be contacting you with shipping costs or mailing your seeds.
On top of everything else around here it seems I have fractured my right foot and so I have had to take yet more time for yet another doctor visit and all that. My foot had really been throbbing for about a month or so and I finally broke down and made an appointment with a new podiatrist. I couldn't recall a specific incident that might have cracked my foot, but after talking about it, he surmised I must have done it as I've been repeatedly squatting down so much over the past month or so because I have been unable to bend over at the waist due to my back. Apparently the "catcher's position" is very hard on your feet. For now I get very stiff shoes, some new meds and 2 weeks to get better. If not, I get a bone scan and a cast. This is all just a classic example of what a sick sense of humor Life has sometimes because it means I have to stay off my feet as much as I can. But...due to KF I have a deformed tailbone and it is a literal pain in the ass to sit on it for long. So, I have taken to laying on the floor like a slug. It's my only defense.
The foot doc was a cool guy and we talked at length about things and after asking about my back etc. he was very curious about Klippel-Feil, so I told him a bit about it. He was quite sharp and immediately inquired on whether or not I have both kidneys. (no other doc has caught that connection) He insisted I find out for sure because if I only have one, as about 65% of KFS people do, I really, really don't need to be taking all the anti-inflammatorys that docs seem to love to prescribe now. Seems one kidney can't handle the load of those drugs. So. I spent half the day today trying to find a doctor or the one who diagnosed me, to give me a referral or something for those tests. When it rains it pours you know. But, while I am prone to moments of gloom, I'm generally the type that just gets meaner and meaner the more I get slapped down.
So, ya'll bear with me on all accounts. I'm limping along but I'm still moving.