The weekend of pain...but ended up pretty good!

I have been out of commission now for 2 1/2 weeks and well it sucks. Saturday I went to my friend's 5-year-old twin's birthday party. Things were going great, drinking beer and enjoying the fantastic spring weather we were having, and than one of the kids who didn't have good listening ears was being a crazy kid and totally not doing what the adults were telling him to do and so he got way too excited, was running around and ended up falling directly on on my screwed up foot. The pain was horrible. And all the kid did was get up and continue running around and playing. Now I know he didn't do it on purpose but he could have said I am sorry and to make matters worse, his mom just looked at my parent's and rudely said "well he didn't do it on purpose" and she didn't apologize either. I was too busy wiping away the pain tears to worry about whether or not they said anything to be but to see parent's like that I get kind of disappointed in the way that parent's don't parent their kids now a days. I mean if he was my child I would have had him say he was sorry so he could learn the lesson of being rowdy and what can happen. Instead the women became embarassed when everyone gave me attention for getting hurt and decided to abruply left the party with her son because she remembered she had to be somewhere else.

Sunday we went to church and being Catholic you stand and sit from time to time during Mass. For the last few weeks I have remained seated at Church but it was Easter so I thought I can do this because I am tough....yeah BIG mistake and you would think I would have learned from the day before, yeah I didn't. By 4pm yesterday at our neighbor's Easter Brunch/Dinner I was in so much pain and I had to go home early. I spent the next two hours icing like a mad woman. After that we went over to our friend's house. We had some awesome Carne Asada burritos and hung out and just talked a lot of shit and just had a great time. It was a good way to forget the pain. And I got to try on a bullet proof vest and listen in on the special ear piece/radio to see what was going on in our little county last night. So although the weekend was full of pain it did at least end on a good note which is nice.

6 Days In and A Lot more To Go...

So we are on day 6 of the foot injury. Only 8 more days till it gets re X-Ray'd and if the fracture will require more than the walking boot and crutches. I am hoping that it may even be a really bad sprain but I have a feeling it is what the doctor said since that one part of my foot is still swollen and hurts like a Mo' Fo'. Today I had to deal with my Workman's Comp. representative. She actually wasn't as bad as I was expecting since my dad has had terrible experiences with WC but so far, so good. Looks like they are going to see if the place I fell at is ADA compliant and if they are responsible for the injury but it will all get paid for matter or which is one worry off my back. For now I am just keeping it elevated, taking my drugs when neccessary and all the other things my doctor has perscribed that I do. I think I am going to be more of a TV addict than I was before this all happened. Good times!?!?!?!

Tall, Blonde, and Broken

Well yesterday I fractured my foot. I was running an errand for work and just walking down two tiny steps in front of a local television station and the next thing I know I was falling face forward towards the ground. Luckily I used my arms as protection so I didn't hurt my face. Once I was out of the shock of falling and had pulled myself up to a sitting position I realized my foot hurt more than what a normal sprain feels like. So I dragged myself to my truck and drove the Urgent Care. Once there they took X-Rays but the doctor said before I had even done that, that I had fractured my foot. Of course I was crying the whole time because I was just in a tremendous amount of pain. They put me in a very sexy walking boot that I am now wearing. I am in tons of pain and last night the drugs didn't help. I slept a total of about 3 hours. And for a girl who needs 8 hours I am feeling damn tired today. In two weeks I find out what the next step is. They will re X-Ray and see if the walking boot will work for the next 4 to 6 weeks or if I need to get a real cast or worse surgery. Fingers crossed it is the first option because I am done with this surgery and hurting my body shit. I mean I just got done with my knee injury and now I am dealing with this all over again. I keep thinking, what is God's plan for me. Why I am not sure but he must think I can handle it and it is part of my life's journey/path. I don't want to have a pity party for myself so I am trying to keep a positive mental attitude and hope that all of this turns out well. And for the next few weeks I will model this boot like the sexy accessory it is!

A Case of the Mondays

Today is Monday and man does it feel like one this afternoon. I am in the don't want to work mode, especially with the weather being fantastic outside. I wish I could work four 10 hour days and have an extra day on my weekend because Sunday comes too quickly and I feel like I have not gotten anything done. So today I have a case of the Mondays. Just another "Manic Monday" as the Bengals have sung.