Last night, Thursday night, I was, of course, at Zumba! I was up in the front leading a song with Pam, the one who runs the class. I remembered the actions different than she did and for a split second we looked at each other and I just followed her moves even though I thought my move was the correct one. Anyway, my feet, my body and my brain weren't in sync and I sprained my ankle. I heard a pop and then a snap right after that. I am still debating if I should wait it out or go in to get an x-ray of it. Anyway, I called Matt and he rode his bike over to Pam's and stuck in the back of my Yukon. Then he came to me, picked me up, and put me in my car, and drove me home. Then he went to Walgreens and bought me an ace bandage. Jileigh brought me a bag of frozen peas to put on it and then switched it out for an ice pack. I took 800mg of ibuprofen and then a couple of hours later I took a percocet. An hour later I was finally able to fall asleep when I was finally out of pain. This morning, it's only swollen a little bit in the front of my ankle. I have to keep it elevated or it really hurts. I absolutely can't walk on it. So after my older kids got off to school on their own, I called Candy and she came to my rescue. She took care of the kids and cleaned my kitchen up and the front room and made us lunch. I So don't need this trial, but it could be worse. :)
Talon made this cute make-shift leg holder to elevate my foot. He was pretty proud of himself.
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My right foot |
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Same picture, just zoomed in. Check out the ankle bone. |
It is now Sept. 13th, one week later. There is only a little bit of general swelling in the foot, hardly noticeable, but now the bruising is quite evident. Oh, and you can see Angelique's pedicure job!
I can now finally get up without my ankle being in pain. Up until now, I had to be elevated or at least level to not have constant pain. I still absolutely can not put any weight on my foot. I am getting use to the boot and the crutches. My hands and armpits don't hurt so much anymore. The hardest part is asking someone everyday to take Beau to school. It's humbling.
I sent a text my my Zumba instructor/really good friend: Miss Me OK?! I'll miss getting to Zumba for a while.
She replied: That's so funny, I was just going to send you a text saying how much I'm going to miss you tonight!
Aww, She's so sweet and thoughtful! She has sent me a text nearly everyday asking how I'm doing.
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