The Day I Broke My Foot
I’ve never broken a bone, and never really been seriously injured. As a child I enjoyed running and playing as children do but I always had a good amount of caution. I guess I out grew that caution, because two weeks ago I broke my foot.
My sisters and I took our kids to the mall to play. They have these really cool dinosaur things to climb on and the kids love it. I was running around with my almost three year old, running up the dinos and jumping off. We were having so much fun. My baby is finally old enough that I can put him down to play and interact with my toddler more in a place like that. Then it happened.
How I Broke My Foot
I jumped from one dino footprint to another for like the tenth time that day, and I landed wrong. At first I thought I could just rest for a minute then walk it off. I put my shoes on and sat down. A few minutes later my toddler needed to go potty so I tried to stand and walk. I couldn’t put any weight on my foot without pain. My sister took my toddler and I sat back down. I took my shoe off and he swelling was insane. At that point we all knew something was wrong. We got a wheel chair from security and they wheeled me out. My sister put her daughter’s seat in my van and drove us all to instacare. The doctor only looked at my x-ray for a few seconds when he declared my foot broken, gave me a boot (the one he gave me sucked so I bought this one to replace it) and referred me to a specialist.
I’ve spent the last two weeks pretty bummed about my broken foot. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about all we will miss out on this summer with my broken foot being in a boot. Now I think it’s time to look for the silver lining and find some positivity in my situation.
- I am thankful for medical care to help in my healing.
- I am thankful for the ability to pay the bills.
- I am thankful for everyone who has helped me so far.
- I am thankful for friends who have brought meals and come to keep us company.
- I am thankful for my new scooter to help me get around.
- I am thankful for the time with my boys. It doesn’t matter where we are, we can still have a good summer and make memories.
- I am thankful for this opportunity to get back to blogging.
- I am thankful I do not need surgery. The specialist said to wear the boot when I’m moving and get lots of rest.
- I am thankful for my toddler. He is starting to be way more independent now that I literally cannot carry him. He has to walk everywhere and he even helps me get things I need.
- I am thankful for my husband who works all day, then comes home to take care of us.
- I am thankful for the time I have to sit and think about what is really important.
- I am thankful I am still breathing.
I could spend the next six to eight weeks moping and being sad or I can take this time to gain a new appreciation for health and prepare to make an even better life for myself and my family when my foot is healed. June 15 will now always be the day I broke my foot. But I get to choose how it effects my life. Next week I’ll fill you in on all the other craziness in my life lately that has been leading up to breaking my foot.