Monday, April 23, 2012

Dang it.

Went to my OBGYN on Friday and he thought they should just x-ray the foot. I told him I'd give it a few more days and see if it was feeling any better. This morning my foot was hurting and I just couldn't decide if it was any better or worse off than it was a week ago.

Pain is so relative. I've had four children naturally and I've had various other aches and pains in my life and I can honestly say that outside of the first hour or so after I first injured myself this hasn't been some terribly painful thing. It hurts enough to make it hard to walk on. Sometimes it hurts pretty good, like when I've been laying down and I get up. People that have torn tendons in their foot say it is very painful, so I just wasn't sure what to think.

Today to put my mind at ease I finally just called the doctor that first saw my foot a week ago. They x-rayed it. I sat there in the office looking at the clock and thinking, heh, this is going pretty fast. I bet I'll be able to pick up the kids after all. Then the doctor comes in looking sheepish and tells me he feels bad they didn't x-ray it before, cause guess what? Totally broken. Like in half. He said worse case scenario I may be looking at surgery in the future. I swear I was almost speechless.



Turns out the reason I've been able to walk on it is because it isn't the weight-bearing bone. It's the fibula, and ironically the break is the exact place I pointed to when I initially went in and said, "IT HURTS RIGHT HERE."

He put a giant boot that feels like it weighs 50 lbs. on my already swollen and heavy body and when he said crutches only for the next few weeks I kind of wanted to cry.
Course I laughed instead.

I'm so grateful the tax season is over and I have a child who can drive.
And that I did this before I had a baby.

I'll just sit here watching the weeds I haven't been able to pull yet grow outside my window and my stomach moving around with little kicks. No drama for baby boy--he seems to be happy as a clam in there.

3 comments:

Bonnie said...

I tripped down our drive way carrying the last box to the moving truck in Santa Rosa when Kirk had already flown to GA and I had 4 kids one of which was 9 months old, and broke my foot right in the middle! It was the dumbest accident on the worst day ever! I had no house since we had to leave that day and no one to watch the kids so they all spent the evening in the hospital with me! Luckily I only had to wear a boot and it seems to have healed fine!

april said...

Ugg-- that's horrible!

RaEStoCo said...

Oh man! I'm sorry April.