Making Lemonade

When life hands you a lemon, you make lemonade or something like that…

It was a beautiful Spring day, the first nice day we had and I was determined to keep Little Dude outside to enjoy the day. In the morning, we went to the park, then we came home for lunch. After lunch, Little Dude wanted to go for a bike ride and I agreed. It was still beautiful outside and I wanted to enjoy the nice weather just as much as he did.

Little Dude was ahead of me and he had already made his way into the garage. I quickly followed him trying to catch up to him. As walked down the garage steps, I stepped down on to the last step and my left foot rolled outward. The pain was intense and I couldn’t move my toes! I knew something was not right immediately.

Hubs was home early that day from work, thank goodness and he heard me scream. He came running. Hub picked me up and carried me out of the garage. Hubs carried me inside and placed me on the chair in the living room. He immediately grabbed some ice and I placed it on my foot.

We discussed what we should do. I tried to stand up and put some weight on my foot and felt a severe shooting pain. I knew right then that I needed to go to the ER.

Once we arrived at the ER, hubs parked the car, and took Little Dude out of his car seat. Hubs gave me a piggyback all the way from the car to inside the ER while Little Dude held my good foot.

At the entrance, Hubs placed me in a wheelchair that was sitting there and Little Dude enjoyed helping Hubs push me. The ER staff checked me in and sent me back for an X-ray.

About an hour or so later, the doctor came into my room. She told me I had fractured my Fifth Metatarsal, the bone on the side of foot between the heel and the baby toe. The nurse placed an ace wrap on my foot, put a “special walking shoe” on it, and gave me crutches. She told me to follow- up with an orthopedic within the next few days.

Luckily, I was able to get in with the orthopedic the next day. The orthopedic looked like Elmer Fudd complete with eye blinks! He spent a total of 5 minutes with me checked out my x-Ray and said, “you have a Fracture of the Fifth Metatarsal “.  It will take between 4- 6 weeks to heal. “I would like to see you again in 2 weeks”, he said. Then he asked, “How are you doing with the crutches & special walking shoe the hospital gave you”. I told him it was uncomfortable and he told me he would prefer to put me in a “Low Cam Boot”. That was Greek to me and I had absolutely no clue what that was.

The Low Cam Boot looks like something straight out of some kind of science fiction movie! When I wear it, it looks like my foot is bionic and had robot parts. It’s big black and heavy. However, I could walk without crutches with the Low Cam Boot on and that was huge! I could also drive too! However, icing & elevating whenever I could was recommended.

Very exciting news in my world, because I could still transport Little Dude from place to place. He has been a trooper with all this and I would like to keep his schedule somewhat consistent and the same. Since I’m not able to do much with him from the couch.

What can I say, I’m making Lemonade.  Day to day activities and life still needs to go on.  Keeping my fingers crossed my Fifth Metatarsal heals in record speed.

If it doesn’t kill you, it makes you stronger!  Cheers to over coming everyday obstacles!