This was my ankle before they splinted. Even prettier, no?
What's that? What happened? Oh, I broke it. Yes, I broke my ankle in the middle of summer. Most excellent. It couldn't have come at a better time. Exercise? Walking? Swimming pool? Driving? Not a problem. Nope. Who needs those things. Oh, yeah, taking care of a two year old. Gah!!
Brien says he talked to Fred the cat and Fred told Brien George told him that hoomins were filled with jelly beans so that's why Fred tripped me--to see if I was filled with candy like a pinata.
Alas, the true story isn't nearly as fun. I was carrying a tub of 4T clothes down the stairs for Sarah and managed to slip and lose my footing. I caught myself after about three stairs and managed to stop myself with my right foot planted...which turned out to be not so great. I felt and heard a "pop" and knew at once it was broken.
Lil was right next to me and of course freaked out. I was trying to stay calm for her. Sarah came in from loading a tub in her van and I said, "I think I just broke my ankle" as I was still stuck on the stairs.
And to think this morning my biggest concern was hating my hair. Ha! I'm trying to grow it out but have decided I just can't stand it. It's too short to be pulled back but too long to be short. It's too short to be curly but too long to be nonfrizzy. This was my greatest frustration. Silly me. I was making plans to go with friends to BG next week.
Now I'm waiting to see the orthopedist Friday. You see, when I was sixteen, I managed to tear every ligament in my right ankle. Yes, the same one I just broke. I could tell this wasn't ligaments because of the way it was swelling and the fact it didn't hurt nearly as badly as that incident. However, it is swelling which apparently indicates some ligament problem or another. Well. Hm. This means the orthopedist wants to see me on Friday and do an MRI to check for other possible injuries and stability which in turn means he wants to be sure he doesn't have to use steel plates and/or screws, etc. on my ankle.
I don't wanna have surgery!! :o( However, I want to be healed and healed well, so I'll go with whatever the good doctor says. For now, I'm icing, elevating and medicating to try and get the swelling down. I've put in an all-call for someone to take my cooking shift at the swim meet Monday night. I've got crutches (*whine*) and realize that although I won't be working out my legs and cardio, I will be working out my arms and upper body (have I ever mentioned how much I abhor crutches? Eight weeks on them will do that to you...).
After I talk to the orthopedist Friday, I'll know better how the rest of my summer is going to shape up. Until then, I'm in a bit of a holding pattern. I figure the house is going to fall to wrack and ruin around my ears, and I pray I can keep up with Miss Bean--Lil is not a worry at all--and her mischief. My grand summer plans seem to be in tatters at the moment, but I'll know more Friday.
Sparklies (Yes, in spite of this, there are still sparklies!):
1. Getting together with Sarah and the girls today at BG. Lil and Erin are so wonderful together. :o)2. I kept having all the folks at the ER comment on my sunny attitude and sense of humor. Hey, it sucks, it does. Sure, it hurts. But, griping and moaning and bitching about it is not going to make them want to help me any more than they have to, nor is it going to make my ankle any better. I swear, sometimes I think my calling in life is to spread happiness and sunshine. I don't mean to, but I can't help but smile and be friendly and try to make folks laugh. I may have mentioned I'm rather annoying that way...
3. Lil calming down about my injury. She kept blaming herself (there may have been a toy out of place on stairs...), but she seems to be feeling better about it (I might have told her that I was certainly capable of clearing the stairs too).
4. My friends and neighbors are truly wonderful folks. They are all banding together to help however they can. Thanks, guys!
5. Speaking of neighbors, my neighbor/friend Robin was leaving for GA Friday the same time we were leaving for Chincoteague. I asked where she was going and she told me and I said, "Goody! Bring me back some peaches!" not at all serious in my request. She just knocked on the door and brought me a bag of the juiciest, schlurpiest peaches I've had in a long while. Oh. Sweet. Heaven. :o)
6. Sarah being here when I decided to damage myself, Brien being able to come right home to bring me to the ER, Nana being able to come to relieve Sarah so she could go home.
7. The Olympics start so soon and I can't WAIT!! I'm watching the gymnastic Olympic trials this evening and loving it! And, of course, I'm sobbing over the P&G commercials. Ha! Oh how I'm excited for the Olympics!!!!! :o) And, heck, with this bum ankle, I'll just have to lay up and watch 'em. ;o)
HHD approaches and I'm not sure now how to commemorate it. I had hoped to take a hike. Um, yeah...notsomuch. I'm going to instead sit here and make a list of RAKs I can do that day. Anyone want to join us?