I fell down the steps on Saturday night. Well, I didn't actually fall down the stairs....I just missed the bottom step and fell down. The result is NOT pretty!
Other than delivering my babies, I have never felt pain like this. When I fell, my foot/ankle rolled to both sides. I heard several loud pops...before I passed out. When I woke up, I could barely stand the pain. I can't explain the pain.
I am now sporting a black, blue, and purple foot...the sized of an elephant's foot.
The x-ray showed no breaks or fractures. I was excited about that because I just KNEW I had broken something. But then the doctor kindly told me that I was wrong to be excited. She explained that if I had broken it, the pain would quickly go away and would probably heal quickly...and not bother me in the future.
But instead, I managed to tear and stretch some tendons. Oh joy. The doctor told me it will take 2-3 months for it to heal. She also explained that it will likely give me trouble off and on for the rest of my life. Seriously?
And so for now, I am wearing a brace and elevating my foot for 3 days. Did I mention that we had a storm Saturday night that knocked out our cable, garage door opener, home phone, and Internet? Not a good combination with being immobile. Guess we will be doing a lot of this...
Turns out there is a good reason for my dad always calling me Grace.