Eleven weeks ago yesterday, I broke three bones in my ankle. Well, I didn't break all three. Dumbass Joseph broke the first one and I broke the other two step-cussing after. Anyway, this is finally happening... I’m slow as the forty-year-old molasses Mom found in Grandma’s cupboard after she died - and then used. I now have the added benefit of being heard as I walk as both the front and the back of Broken Ankle crack - but I’ve always wanted to be musical. I'm only doing it in the house when I’m in dumbass dog-free zone because I'm still feeling fragile around them - oh and everything else. Broken Ankle vacillates between a lovely 'dusky rose' and not so lovely 'red purple'. And I haven't attempted stairs or anything more complicated than to and from the bed to the bathroom or the couch to the kitchen while holding a crutch or the wall or the couch but it is progress - I am technically walking
Small gentle dance of joy. The next step (ha ha) will be driving. Now that Husband has replaced the tire on my Smart that he put a hole in last week. Likely on purpose so I wouldn't sneak out and try while he was out of the house. Whatever. I'm onto him. Anyway, Doc told me I could drive once I could put 100% weight on my foot and I was to drive with a shoe on and put Boot on when I got out. Small tiny problem with that is that Broken Ankle is not small or tiny. In fact, not one of my shoes fit Broken Ankle anymore. I managed to get one on the other night but it felt like I was breaking a bone again getting it off. So, unless the swelling goes down in the next day or two, I’m going to be pulling up to a handicap space in my Smart, swinging out my feet with one of my shoes on Good Foot and one of Husband’s on Bad Foot/Broken Ankle, removing that monster of a shoe and then slowly slapping the on dozen straps Velcro strips that tie me into Boot. I'm going to guess no one will challenge my handicap placard with that fashion disaster mess happening... Little things! Little fat swollen dusky rose things!
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AuthorMy name is ej. I'm a girl. I say that because with the short hair and the short initials, folks aren't always sure. More brilliant insights to who I am in About me Archives
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