Here's an entry for the Dumb Ass Mama files. I think I jinxed myself with yesterday's post.
I worked half day yesterday to make up for time lost during Vomitfest 2006. When I got home Squishy wanted to see her Nana. God forbid they go three days without seeing each other. I put her in the booster seat, took a step back, caught my foot on the curb and almost screamed because of the pain. I sat down and it eased up so we went to my mother's. While we were there the pain increased a little bit but it was still no big deal. Did I go home and put my foot up? Why no, I went to the grocery store. Of course it was packed with stressed out, nasty people. Half way through my list I thought I was going to cry, it hurt that much. I hobbled out with a women behind me complaining "Why can't some people walk a little faster?" And Happy Thanksgiving to you too.
Anyway, to make a long story short- I went to the emergency room. Thank God it's not broken. I tore the ligaments on the top and side of my foot. Let me tell you, this hurts worse than when I broke my leg. Is that weird or what? The doctor told me if I stayed off the foot & kept it elevated and iced for 3-5 days it should be fine. I laughed at him and asked how long will it take to heal if I don't stay off it. For some reason he didn't think this was funny. But it is reality- I have a three year old for Pete's sake.
Things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving Eve:
It's not broken.
It's my left foot so I can still drive.
The pain in my foot is helping to keep my mind of the biopsy this afternoon.