After 28 years.
Countless ignored warnings to “be careful”
Climbing, jumping, tumbling, running, and falling…
One fall too much. I broke my foot in 3 places. Eek.
I fell from a ladder and before I could think, I was on the ground. My first thought was, “Wow, I landed pretty good.” I was most worries about my back and my hands. Taking quick inventory of any injuries, I realized I had definitely hurt my foot. I didn’t even try to walk on it. I hopped on one foot inside to get Mark.
I knew something was wrong but I was hoping it was just a sprain so I waited it out instead of going to urgent care or the ER. Plus, if it was just a sprain I would be really upset with a hefty ER bill. I wasn’t bleeding and I wasn’t dying! So I waited. Besides the hopping on one foot and crawling up my stairs (probably a hilarious sight), I wasn’t in too much pain.
Finally Monday I saw a doc. She pushed and poked. I cried. I kinda wanted to kick her it hurt so bad. I bet Mark I broke 2 bones. He bet on the under. I won.
I was handed a CD of my x-rays and sent home, no news yet. I was prepared to have no idea what I was looking at on the x-rays but instantly I saw the culprit staring back at me. I couldn’t spin it or hide from it, it was obvious from first glance I had 3 breaks. Grrrrr……
I’ve spent the last few weeks gutting our attic, building a table, bench, planters, fixing gutters, starting a garden, staining our deck, etc. The list goes on and none of which involved sitting. Yet now I find myself….sitting on my couch. I am miserable. You never realize how much you take for granted until you’re put in a situation where something is taken away from you.
Do me a favor today…go for a little walk, will you? I certainly wish I could enjoy this beautiful warm weather!