So, you won’t believe how I am starting off 2012. I almost don’t either. With a fractured 5th metatarsal (bone in my foot) and a sprained ankle. There is no cool story. I didn’t break my foot running a super tough race or hiking a sweet ass mountain. I can’t even say I dropped a loaded bar on my foot while attempting to front squat an obscene amount of weight at Crossfit. I broke while….wait for it….
DANCING IN MY KITCHEN TO LADY GAGA! No, I am not lying. I was rocking out full force to Government Hooker.
When all of a sudden, I turned my ankle (the one I sprained a few months ago). I landed on the outside of my foot and snapped the bone, while re-spraining the ankle. My ankle was already weak from it’s previous sprain and me being it’s self-admitted stage mother, pushing it to get going when it really wanted to just hang out and heal, may of caught up to the poor thing. (Did I mention I was dancing in 4 inch heels?). Did I push it to get better too fast when it was originally sprained? Is that the reason this happened? Maybe. But I can’t take it back, so I am not going to beat myself up about it.
The 5th metatarsal is this little, but super important bone.
It hurts A LOT! I am only taking motrin for the pain because to be honest, the idea of taking pain meds scares me. I have my own and very valid reasons for that. I have been directed to not put pressure on it until after the see a doctor that specializes in fractures of this kind, which will happen next week. I will find out from him if surgery is required. I really, really hope not.
So what has been tough about this?
- I can’t really do much. I mean honestly, I am on crutches so when I need to get around I can’t carry anything in my hands. This sounds so simple, but it makes things super difficult. I can’t carry coffee from the kitchen to the next room, for example. I can’t carry my lunch from my office to the conference room where I eat with my co-workers.
- I can’t drive. Yup! It is my driving foot! I can’t drive myself anywhere. I feel totally dependent on others.
- I have to crawl up and down stairs…nuf said.
- I can’t run, Crossfit or practice yoga. I believe the first question I asked my doctor when I was told that my foot was broken was, “When can I run again?”. The long and short of it is, possibly about 4-6 weeks.
- The pain. It keeps up up at night.
- The crutches. My hands are sore from the crutches since it is all about balancing on my hands.
I am always trying to find a way to learn from bad experiences. I find it promotes personal resiliency. I force my friends, family and students to do this, so I require myself to do it as well. Here are my lessons learned….
- Don’t dance to Lady Gaga…Kidding!
- Allow yourself proper time to heal, it will help to avoid worse injury in the long run.
- Swallow your pride an ask for help. I was so worried about how I would get to work because I can’t drive. I asked a co-worker if she could help and is now driving me to and from work everyday. Without her I would be f**ked!
- It takes me longer to do EVERYTHING! From showering to walking to the bathroom. I need to be patient and prepare. I now get up an hour earlier in the morning (hello, 5 am!) to ensure I am ready in time.
- When people ask “Can I do something?” most of the time they mean it. Give them something to help you with. It takes a village, people!
- Try to see the bright side. I did allow myself a day or two to cry, whine and feel bad for myself. I am human. But honestly, it could be so much worse. SO MUCH WORSE! The bright side is, not matter what- I WILL be able to function normally again if I take care of my injury and follow doctors orders. That is a huge gift! Also, um…I got this hot new boot for free!!! Say what?!
If this boot is not the definition of sexy, I honestly don’t know what is…
Ok, gotta go to work… see you all later