Monday morning. I woke up and began getting ready for work. At some point I decided to take an empty box down to the garage. The problem--I missed the last step.
I crash onto the floor, the brunt of the fall being taken by the top of my right foot. I collapse in a heap on the cement floor and wimper. I lay there for a few seconds. In my bathrobe, towel on my head. Wimpering hasn't helped, so I sit up.
Ouch. Damn.
I struggle to get ready while also trying to ice my foot. Hurt foot or not, I have a 9:15 meeting that I'm not going to miss. As part of the meeting we go around the room and each have a chance to share good news and then bad news. Making light of my earlier accident, for my bad news I mention that I hurt my foot so I'm moving a little slow. I have an icepack on my foot under the table.
After the meeting ends, I go to my desk and for the rest of the day do whatever I can to not get up. No bathroom trips. No water cooler trips (and since my water bottle is empty, no ibuprofen--but hey, if I just sit still it really doesn't hurt that badly). A couple of times I stand up and contemplate moving away from my desk, and then I change my mind.
I'm aggravated at the whole situation. What a time for this. Just the day before Marty and I were talking about whether we should pay for a month of Cobra insurance for me. He's got health insurance through his job, but with my job change, I'm uninsured for a month unless I go with the Cobra coverage. I glibly said, "Well, I just won't get sick or injured."
Of course the next day I proved myself wrong. So as I was working, and not leaving my desk, I began contemplating--Do I need to go to the doctor? If so, would it be better/cheaper to cough up the obscene rate for the Cobra coverage or to be uninsured and pay for it all myself? And before I can even get to the doctor, will I be walking, hopping, or crawling to my car? Will I be able to drive?
At some point during the day I took off my shoe--easier access for the icepack, and less constricting for my swollen foot. When I went to put my shoe back on, I felt like one of Cinderella's step sisters--my foot was in as far as it would go, and my heel was hanging an inch over the back of the shoe. Don't worry, I didn't take a knife to my heel or big toe. My foot was already in bad enough shape.
I spent Monday night on the couch and Marty was a sweetheart and brought me everything I asked for. A couple of times he caught me crawling around the house in my attempts at independence, and he reminded me that he was happy to help me.
On Tuesday morning I was happy to see that the swelling had gone down. Mind you, it was still twice it's normal size, but I no longer looked like I'd gotten a foot transplant from the incredible hulk. Walking still wasn't comfortable and I had a noticeable limp, but I didn't have to confine myself to my desk or hop my way around the office.
As of today, it's better still. Still swollen, and now turning purple, but it doesn't hurt as badly. And, I can even walk without limping sometimes. Sometimes not.
(I tried to take some pictures, but they didn't come out well.)
4 comments:
Oh Peanut!!!! Did you try the RICE method - rest, ice, compression, elevation? Do you have an ACE bandage to wrap it in? I'll bet that would help a lot. I did something like that to my foot and really thought I'd broken it and had x-rays and everything (no insurance at the time) but it was just a bad sprain. I hope your is not broken or fractured and that you can wrap it. You are a trooper for making it through the day (and followng days!!!)! Keep us posted.
Ouch! I don't think you need any insults on top of that injury! I hope your foot is feeling better each day.
A few weeks ago, MJ dropped a 10 lb. hand weight on her foot. It got so blue and swollen, I was very afraid it was broken. But the next day at the play ground, she decided she could walk on it. I was so grateful.
Hmmm ... let's see. What would be an appropriate insult? How 'bout stupidfoot. (It's like stupidhead, but with a foot.) I won't call you smallball, though. I can see that you're already in pain.
I'm sorry about your foot. I hope it keeps getting better. Be sure to take it easy, even if it's feeling stronger. A bad sprain can be prone to re-injury.
Also, not to laugh at your pain or anything, but the image of you crawling around made me giggle. Maybe it's because I imagined you trying to carry a tray of tiny sandwiches and tea. And Marty just happens upon you on the floor, pushing it along, and says "Hey, do you want me to take that?" And also, "Can I have a sandwich?"
I too had to laugh at the image of you crawling around, but only because I can totally see myself doing the same thing...and have in the recent past. and having D tell me the same thing...You know I can help you!
I hope that your foot continues to heal and that you have been able to take ibuprofen!
Be careful!
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