They put me on the fast track. I had on my compression socks. I knew that getting them off would be an adventure, the guy offered to cut them off, but that was not happening. Alycia helped pull them off and that fat ankle is what we saw. I couldn't push on the doc's hands or pull my foot up....I could barley wiggle my toes. Mind you...it was Wednesday so I was bummed I was making Alycia miss (as well as I was missing) the 13.3 announcement.
Thankfully I had my iPad and we could watch. That made me feel a little better -- right after the announcement (the docs let me watch) I went in for X-rays. About 20-30 minutes later the news came...I had broken my ankle...according to the doc if he broke his, this is what he would want. Good clean break. My tendon snapped so hard it broke the bone. So - I cried and CRIED and CRIED some more. I can't run my Nike Women's Half Marathon. I can't do any races. I can't do any CrossFit events I have planned. I can't drive. I can't walk. I can't do anything. I left in this bad boy -- yea, I know you're jealous. I got my awesome crutches down pretty quick. After about 20 minutes of crying, Alycia was awesome and took me to CVS for my meds. Then I went home and put my foot up. T came over and let the dogs out. Called DA and cried to him. He get its it - I know I'll be ok. Really, I do. But, I have a crazy life and super busy schedule. I am not going to able to do a lot anytime soon. I am SUPER independent and HATE asking for help. Well guess what? God said - hey, I'm going to break your ankle and make you slow down, enjoy life and get help from others. I tried to sleep -- it did not work so well. Obviously, I took off Thursday. I had to go see an ortho. Jilly sent her hubby over to take out the girls. Now - let me tell you - Scarlet does NOT like this whole situation -- not one bit. She has NOT left my side. haha She is cracking me up. She is sleeping RIGHT next to me, almost to the point she is on top of me. So, Thursday Tara is off - THANK GOD!! She took me to see the Ortho. At first they told me they couldn't get me in, but then I told them I was a teacher and really needed to get in so they got me into the Voorhee's office. She came and picked me up - the doctor was great. Dr. Robinson told me she was going to put me in a boot - 4 weeks NO WEIGHT on my foot. I was stoked. A boot seemed a lot better then a cast.
|Too Tight...that hurt haha|