Final visit to the Doc scheduled for this morning

It's time for my final visit to the foot doctor this morning. I hate to tell him I've been playing baseball for the last 10 days. I'm sure he'll shake his head and give me a scolding. It'll be interesting to see what he says and to see a final set of x-rays. It's been a long haul since May 25.

The doctor whittled away at the back of my right heel on that day and scraped away some nasty, fractured bone spurs. Since then I've gone through a walker, crutches, completed a month of rehab and moved from a stationary bike to walking three to four miles a day. It's time to start running. I hope the Doc doesn't advise me to run home and stay there.