Life has been cruising along at a nice pace. Work was going well. Friends and family were fantastic. Christmas shopping was almost done. Cards sent. Gifts wrapped. I was really in the spirit. And then, crash!
Ok, that might be a slight exaggeration. (My husband says I always exaggerate.) Anyway, Tuesday night, walking from the car to the house and my ankle just gave out on me and I fell to the ground. Originally I thought the worst of it was my hand that I used to brace myself and the scrap on my left shin, but the pain there was over and done in no time. But my right foot was really sore to walk on. It's hard to explain the pain, but it wasn't at the ankle, but a little further down on the top of the foot.
I started looking online, and of course, posted on Facebook for opinions wondering if I might have a broken bone in my foot. After about 2 hours, when it wasn't feeling any better, I decided we should probably visit the ER and get some x-rays. I must say that there wasn't a single George Clooney or Noah Wylie in the place. But everyone at the Norwood Hospital was pretty nice and I was in and out of there a lot faster than I'd expected.
And thankfully, nothing was broken. The doctor (Dr. Geller...I didn't ask if his first name was Ross, but I wanted to) said that it could be a bad sprain or torn ligaments. He gave me an air cast, recommended I use crutches and take ibuprophin for the pain.
Less than 48 hours later and I have to say, almost no pain now. Just a twinge or an ache when I move a certain way. If anything, the muscles in my leg ache more than the foot. I move at a snails pace and I can't work out at all. And with just 2 classes left, I've had to give up on my belly dancing. But again, nothing is broken, so I should heal just fine and will be dancing again before you know it.
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