So, the Husband has been complaining of his foot hurting for a year. Yes, a year. One would think that bein’ in the business that I am I would have taken care of this, right? Wrong. We have this understanding, Adam and I. At least I do-while he still tries to push me on it anytime there is something wrong with him. From the time I started practicing I have always been adamant that I will not treat Adam medically. Not only is this the ethical thing to do but I am bound to not think as clearly when it comes to my Love’s medical problems. On the flip side, from the time I have known this man, he is not comfortable with seeing doctors. Well….I shouldn’t say all doctors. Just the ones of the male species. Odd, huh? It doesn’t matter how many times that I reassure him that “He isn’t going to molest you, honey…he is just going to look at your ears”, he still prefers females. In Tecumseh, this was tough for a long time as I was the only female for years. Luckily, I have a female partner here.
Back to his tootsie. For the past year he has been complaining followed by my typical response, “have you taken Alleve? -or- why don’t you just see someone?”. The man’s response as always, “but I have you to take care of me”. And, the cycle continues….
Finally I buckled and made the guy an appointment with an ortho specialist and yes he was a man but Adam did go. Hmmmm….must have really been hurtin’.
One xray later and voila! A year-long stress fracture! Poor guy. I suck, I know. He has been wearing his boot for over a week and feels ions better already. I just hope the darn thing heals being this old of a fracture!


Sounds familiar but mine is only a month long stress fracture!!! My boot is much bigger and black. His looks like it is from the space age. . . guess Southeast Nebraska isn’t in the space age yet!!!