So it’s been awhile since I didn’t something really stupid, well besides the 3 tiny glasses of wine at Blogher – which really was stupid but that’s an old story that you’re all tired of hearing about. This is bigger and dumber.
Meet the teacher day for the three little children. The elementary school first. I was thinking we got out of there without a scratch and actually about to say such a thing as we were walking through the parking lot to the car. Jinx!
I stepped off the curb and BAM, CRACK, POP went my ankle and I crumbled to the ground. Boy it has been a long time since anything caused me to crumble, and in the past it has usually been my knee. It’s been a good 30 years since I had an ankle problem. I guess I’m over-due?
I handed the keys to TW and limped my way across the parking lot, trying not to black out or vomit. Moms of 5th graders, particularly lesbian moms of 5th graders, really need to try not to vomit in their kids’ school parking lot. It sets a bad tone for the entire school year. So, I was careful and made it to the car.
TW said "home or North Florida?" Ha, "home, duh." I do not do hospitals. They are dirty places and they are expensive and time consuming and there is NO HOT SPOT at the hospital.
So, I am home. With my ankle wrapped and iced. I’ve taken tylenol because I don’t take other people’s medications. I would really like to head to the front porch for what we call "fresh air" but I don’t think that’s a good idea. The walking, I mean. The "fresh air" would do me a world of good, I’m sure.
I’m an idiot, but at least I got out of the second "meet the teacher" event and I didn’t have to go to the grocery store for cat food. The silver lining, always look for the silver lining.
Here’s the follow up – I did go to the ER…
Don’t forget to elevate your ankle. And now would be a good time to take some Advil, and wash it down with a shot of liqure.
I’m afraid of the Advil at the moment, it tends to upset my stomach. Yes, my ankle is elevated. And, I don’t drink – alcohol is bad and there isn’t any in the house anyway, because alcohol is bad.
Awww TW brought me a flower, along with the catfood. Heh. Another silver lining.
Sorry to hear about it Denise. And not that I’m really qualified to give medical advice (LOL) but you do need to take something besides Tylenol, something that’s an anti-inflammatory pain reliever. Advil, Aspirin, Motrin or Ibuprofen would all be better for this kind of injury. Google it.
LOL Kalyn, you don’t know where I work do you? heh.
I know it would be better and I will, soon, but taking it immediately would have not been good. 🙂
Hey, did you get a new picture on blogher? ‘Cause I really like it and it seems different to me.
umm…sorry? if I went to the doctor this week so can you…maybe it’s fractured and you’ll get a cool boot (silver lining)…and here I talked about Willie today and you’re not even feeling like playing 😉
Ummm…if you heard a POP you ought to go to a doctor. Pops are bad.
Just saying…
Please feel better soon! Twisting an ankle is not fun. I hope it heals quickly!
Signing onto the “get thee to the hospital for an x-ray” bandwagon. Tsk! Tsk! You KNOW there’s the possibility of a fracture!
Okay, off the lecture circuit & we all know you’re gonna do what you’re gonna do. I personally (being unable to get medical coverage) am a whore for other people’s left-over pain-killers. I don’t abuse them & there are times when real pain control is needed, so that’s my story & I’m sticking to it! Came in handy when they gave me ONE DAY of Tylenol 3 to take after the morphine wore off when they debrided my burned foot, and, having three compressed-into-non-existence discs, sometimes I NEED to take something so I can get over it & get functioning.
Just don’t postpone the inevitable–if that’s what it is. A twisted ankle can actually be pretty serious.
The flower is so sweet, but ummm, is catfood a new remedy?
LOL it is when I was the one who was going to have to go to the grocery store. Surely you know how I hate the grocery store.
I know you won’t go to the doctor, but please re-think and get it looked at. Hope the pain goes away soon.
This was all just a devious ploy not to have to do the extra load of laundry that you’ve caused by rejecting your free Minti bib, isn’t it.
Feel better lady. At least you can blog with one good foot.
hahahaha ok don’t make me laugh, it hurts my foot.
Actually, one of the things I was thinking was “thank goodness I finished the laundry this morning”.
And, I wish we had a baby to actually NOT use a bib with.
TW just informed me that she’s been using the bib (that I was going to give to my niece) to wash off her heating pad – she spills coke on it every freaking day/night.
Heh. Thanks. 🙂
Ouchy, ouchy and more ouchy. Your ankle sounded more like a breakfast cereal, Rice Krispies. Snap, Crackle and Pop!
Ouchy, ouchy and more ouchy. Your ankle sounded more like a breakfast cereal, Rice Krispies. Snap, Crackle and Pop!
Hi Denise, the new picture was taken by the brilliant Elise Bauer at Bloghercon and she sent it to me. I do like it too, although in general I’m pretty unexcited about getting my picture taken. Hope the ankle is doing better today.
That’s a photo worth being excited about, it suits you very well.
Ankle is not better but I will blog that on Blogher in a bit. Thanks for asking. 🙂
Hope your ankle heals up soon, but “pop” does sound like something for the doctor to look at. I can’t help myself–mothering people I don’t even know. It’s a sickness. Maybe I should go to the doctor.
Other people meds are often just the meds I need. 😉 No waiting rooms, no extra cost, and immediate relief. You’re a good girl though.
Glad it got you out of some errands, and that you finally did go to the doctor.