Well, I went back to the doctor today to have my foot x-rayed again since that funky fall I had back in May. Goofy me walked around on it for a week before I went to the doctor. Gee, whiz! I honestly thought it was just sprained. You know how we are as women..we don't nor do we allow ourselves to go slower than a kittten's pace. Pain? Define THAT in a mom's dictionary. $75 worth of x-rays later I find the fistibula fracture still alive and NOT kicking. The cast was off 2 weeks ago and now another has taken its' place. Grrrr and pout! Someone PLEASE send me an eHow article on using crutches. I seem to have lost my cordination and wish I could lose that fear of heights. Oh, well.....scoot and shoot. The doctor was chasing behind me screaming: "Keep off that foot!" as I was going; “Weeeeee” out the door in the wheelchair. Now here I sit (which I am sadly forced to do) glaring at my pink toes wiggling from beneath that 20lb fiberglass splint.
OH, nooo! Doesn't it seem like we moms pay less attention to our own health than we do to everyone else's? If it had been anyone else, you would have gotten them in to a doctor! Well, I guess you have a big, heavy reminder to take care of yourself, now! If you can't avoid it, might as well savor it...