This is what my foot looked like while I was waiting for the results of my x-ray at St. Francis. Ha, you know how Moms always tell you to wear clean underwear in case you have to go to the Emergency Room? Well, when I saw this photo, I was so glad I'd had a recent pedicure!
I knew what the x-ray would show: that something was broken, because I heard the crack when my ankle twisted - in fact, I can still hear it, each time I think to that moment in time and IT STILL FREAKS ME OUT. Sure enough, I have a fractured fibula. But it wasn't a clean break. In fact, the ER doc described it as "multiple chips."
For the past 6 days, I've been home, and mostly in bed. I visited an orthopedic restorative specialist last week and he gave me a special walking boot that you can pump air into - very cool But I couldn't actually get it on my foot until Saturday . . . and even then, only for about 30 minutes.
I kept it on several hours yesterday, and have had it on most of today. Earlier today I went out (I can't drive for 6 weeks, so I'm very thankful for S, my limo driver!) for my first "public" appearance since the accident (I don't count going to the ER or going to the orthopedic restorative clinic a public appearance!) We went to Starbucks, then over to Barnes & Noble, where after walking through the store I felt like I was going to die of pain, so much that I had to come home and lie down again!
I'm writing this entry from my bed. I've got my cryo cuff on (it's a really cool gadget that you put ice water in, then wrap around your foot, to reduce the pain and swelling) and I'm feelin' fine.
I'll have to go back to the office tomorrow. What was I saying last week about putting the big girl panties on?!!! Well, there's a time for everything, I guess!