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I feel like someone cut my foot open, cut my bone apart, screwed it back together and stitched my foot closed... oh, wait, that is what happened.

I had foot surgery yesterday and today I'm wondering why. Why did I subject myself to this torture? While I lay in bed on my back with my foot propped up on 3 pillows, I've been thinking through all of my past surgeries and child births and rating them {on a scale of 1-10}. It's really not doing me any good. But what I have realized is that I preferred my appendectomy to this.

I'm praying that this Vicodin kicks in. So far it hasn't...