Things have been really crazy for me lately. I mean, REALLY crazy. We had a toilet flood our basement, we lost a tire on our van, twice in the same night, we had an incident where the battery went dead on the car for no apparent reason, my son broke a tooth and then there was last night. Ahh last night.
We were supposed to spend the evening on main street because my children have to be there with their Fife & Drum corps. where we spend every weekend until Christmas for the weekly Christmas Traditions Festival. It’s fun, it’s festive and it puts you in the holiday spirit more than anything else can. That was not the case last night. Things did not go as planned.
Long story short – I tore ligaments in my foot & ankle. I wish I could say I was doing something fancy like skiing or that I slipped on ice, because that’s like… well, more exciting and normal. No, I stepped in a huge hole on the other side of a sewer on uneven cobblestone roads and fell forward so fast and so hard that I actually FELT the snap twice in my foot, in two places. It was pretty awful. I couldn’t breath, my two youngest who were actually staying with me (12 & 13) were freaking out a bit, and I have to admit, I was freaking out a bit. My husband is out of town, I knew I had to at least drive home and then get back several hours later to get her, there was no way I could stay. Was I thinking about the hospital? Not one bit.
I have the highest pain threshold of anyone I’ve ever met. And oh yes it hurt, it hurt something terrible. But I’ve sprained my ankle before, it swells, you apply ice, it’s painful but there is nothing a hospital can do.
It wasn’t until I got home and saw this, that I realized a hospital visit was probably in my immediate future.
I couldn’t even comfortably rest my leg on my other leg to get this picture, it hurt so much. Now, what you can’t see, is that the entire ankle is bruised all the way around it, it also actually goes up my leg more than what is visible in this picture, and my ankle/foot/leg is swollen about twice its normal size. In fact, I’ve never (even when I was pregnant) ever seen my ankles or feet swell as bad as they did last night, so we did finally decide to head to the ER at about 11pm. This happened at 6pm. Yes, see, I was sure I could make this work. haha Not so much. Today I am in a temporary cast, have crutches and a prescription for Vicodin I don’t want to fill, but I might have to.
There are two things I hate most about this – 1) Not being able to be mobile – I am very self reliant and this is very hard to ask others to help me with things I do myself. 2) The prospect of surgery that was lightly mentioned last night – I have to see an Orthopedic Specialist Monday, and that’s when we will have some idea. I really hope I do not have to have surgery, because the prospect of being immobile that long, makes me seriously cringe. Plus I have all this baking and cooking to do in the coming weeks, Christmas Eve dinner and Christmas shopping to finish up. Oh what fun!
So, that’s my life. Don’t hate me if there aren’t tons of recipes in the next week or two while I learn how to manage on crutches and on a sore leg. I’ll post some that I already have ready, so don’t leave me. I need the company. I’m stuck. LOL
Really, I am doing okay for the ordeal I went through.
Updated with a newer photo taken on day 3: