Apparently, if you are just living your life, you can break your foot.

Now, I’m not really one to exercise much. Ok, at all (details…) but that doesn’t mean I don’t do anything.  Have flippin Mercy, I do what we all do every day ~ LIVE.  And THAT involves quite a bit of moving around.

But last week, I helped move about a hundred boxes when my Parents finally got 80 years of living packed up and moved here.  I didn’t drop a single box, didn’t push any of the boxes with my feet, didn’t trip, fall or stumble and didn’t even come close to finishing the stuff that goes into moving.

I did sweat.  A Lot.  I would like to say “I glistened” or “I sparkled” but no….I sweated like a pig and probably smelled  a little like one, too.

The next day, I hurt.  All Over.   Like the hurt-all-over you get from moving a hundred boxes when normally you just move yourself, some laundry and a big bag of cat food occasionally.

Two days later, my foot hurt.  But I was still hurting all over so I just took some Tylenol and went on about my life.

By Friday, it was swollen and very painful to walk or stand.  So, naturally I didn’t do anything until Saturday morning when I went to Urgent Care.  Where the good doc told me to take 2 ibuprofen every 8 hours and go see my Primary Care Physician if it wasn’t better on Monday.  (‘cuse me, Can I get a refund on my co-pay, please???)

On Tuesday (I’m never in a hurry to go to the doctor….), I called my PCP because it was still swollen and still hurt.  And THEY were closed for the week and suggested I go to Urgent Care.  Thanks, but NO!

So I just called the Orthopedic folks who couldn’t see me until Thursday.  Oh Joy.

But this fabulous Doctor listened to what I said, poked my foot, saw the swelling and said, “I’m pretty sure it’s broken because the only thing under the skin where it hurts is bone”.

“But Doctor, I didn’t DO anything to my foot.”

Doesn’t matter….if you do ‘more than you normally do’ then the muscles get over-stressed and the bones have no cushion to protect them and they break.  (I’m pretty sure I over-simplied that…)  The best part was when he likened my injury to an athletes injury….and then he said if you garden a lot that could do it, too.  I liked the athlete’s injury part better, so I’ll just go with that.

And finally, after all is said and done, I have a lovely orthopedic black ‘Shoe’ to wear for the next 2 weeks ~ then another x-ray and we’ll see how it’s doing and decide how to proceed from there.

BUT WAIT!  Do you REALLY think I’m gonna wear this ugly-ass, black, square toed, velcro’d piece of polyester for 2 weeks WITHOUT any bling?

Not on your happy life!

And since I’m a scrap booking, Mighty-Dollar-going, bling maniac, I just hobbled up to my craft supplies, picked out a few packs of stickers, got my glue gun and went to work.

I think I like it…can’t WAIT to show it off 🙂

 

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