Gotta Knit!

The Planets Have Got to be Misaligned.

Goodness, what a day it was.   I had one of those days where I was earning every single penny of my salary.  Lets just put it out there that when someone is genuinely trying to help you with a situation of your own creation it does not really behoove you to get mad at them for following the law and not instantly being able to fix a problem of your own creation.  Today was way beyond the components of a Full Moon so I have decided in all of my wisdom somehow the planets are misaligned.  

On the up note, check out my sassy ankle.  Yep, that nekkid fat and squarish ankle is venturing out into the level part of the backyard.  Tomorrow is the day of taking off the air cast which is a little frightening.   Think I'll probably wear it at work and maybe go nekkid ankle in my real life over the weekend.

As for calming techniques, poured myself a glass of French white table wine, went outside and smelled the roses.

Check out the view from our Master Bathroom window.

By the way we've got three of these rose bushes bursting with blooms.  Ah, ain't Spring grand!

Eye Candy Friday

Might not look like much to you but after having to be on crutches for almost 4 weeks it is a beautiful sight to me!   Now I just look like a Cowgirl that has been on a horse way to long.   Got the wide loping gait going on.

Gotta New Shoe.

Today was the big day of going to the Ortho M.D..   Found out I've got not one but two fractures in my left fibula (smaller of the two shin bones) but they are at areas that do not need surgery.  THANK GOD!    The other really good thing is I did not tear my ligament so no surgery for that either.  Huge whopping relief let me tell ya.

 

However the bigger fracture is a nastier one with it being kinda a shredded type fracture.   Basically my left ankle rolled out and I went forward so the fracture is side pop with twisting.   For those that are curious it's a Weber B Type.   Luckily, I was not put in a cast but a walking boot.   However, I am only allowed to barely touch my toes for stabilization when I need it and he strongly encouraged non-weight bearing as much as possible to prevent "bad arthritis" in that ankle in the future years.   That was all it took!   I'm definitely going to be a non-weight bearing lass for the next 21 days.

So I am now off of all med's thankfully since the steroids were making me a little off kilter.  The Man had to catch me yesterday and it's not like I'm tearing around the house at a blinding hopping speed!    I'm allowed to take Tylenol Extra Strength for pain when need and the interesting thing I learned is Ibuprofen impedes bone growth.  Course that might be because I've been on 800mg x 4 times a day.

There has been some serious Poodles, Inc supervision.

     

and with that comes lots of healing love.
               

 

I'm off to elevate and ice, ice baby.

Life in the Slow Lane.

Make that the very slow lane.

It all started out late Saturday night when The Man and I were taking Annie and Jack for their last bathroom run of the night.   We've been training the new guy to go to the very back of our backyard where it is woodsy.   The Man and I were walking along the trail and I got a little to close to the edge.   Stepped in a hole, heard a "pop" in my left ankle as I was falling to the earth at a blinding speed.   The Man basically carried me back inside, iced my ankle down and gave me Ibuprofen multiple times through the night with us both hoping for the best. Come Sunday morning I knew I had to have crutches.   The Man went to 5 stores and all they had were kid or very tall adult crutches.    By then I also realized I had to go to the E.R. too.               

Got to the E.R. before the Sunday after church crowd arrived with snow starting to fall.   Snow in Atlanta!  How strange is that.    The entire experience of being in the E.R. was excellent.   Got wonderful service from all and only the X-rays hurt.   Then came the dreaded "I've got some good news for you and I've got some bad news for you."          

Turns out I did fracture my left ankle but per my E. R. nurse practitioner it's the best type of fracture to have if one was to pick how to break their ankle.  They put a temporary splint on me, gave me crutches and off I was sent in non-weightbearing glory.             

Let me tell you it is incredibly exhausting having to use crutches and hop on one leg.   My ankle is now square looking and I've got a rather fat left foot.

 

Then there is the nice bruise that is rising up.

                       

                                

                                          

The Man has been an absolute SAINT.   There is so much that I simply can not do like even put a sock cap on my toes, feed myself, get myself into the shower or simply carry much of anything around.   He also has been keeping up with my medicines.   On the good side I stopped taking Vicodine on Monday morning but the other anti-inflammatory drugs are making me feel kinda of wacky.

Today is the big day I go see the new Ortho M.D. for casting and prognosis.  Here is hoping I get in a walking cast!   Keep your fingers crossed for me.