I received that second opinion today and it turns out I'm not unique and do not possess any bones the rest of the world doesn't have. I'm a little sad about losing my unique status. The podiatrist apparently just didn't know exactly what he was looking at (that's awesome); the bone he thought was extra is one that you have, too, but it is quite small in all of us and the orthopedist agrees that mine looks like it might have suffered a stress fracture. However, the potential of a torn tendon was also thrown into the mix today since the doctor was able to just about send me out of the chair by gently pressing on a particular tendon. Double awesome. After all these months of me just dealing with all of this, I'm now the proud owner of one fancy new boot. It's almost as cute as the ones they sell at Zappos.
I'm glad I waited until we were home from the beach. Now let's just hope for no snow in at least the next three weeks, okay? Thanks.