Because I am a clumsy idiot, we spent yesterday morning in the emergency room Instead of the super fun trip to the Seaport to celebrate the 4th of July. Everyone was dressed (not just dressed, FESTIVELY dressed) and fed and packed and the car was running with both kids already in their car seats when I stepped on my left foot wrong coming down the back steps and collapsed.

Something in my ankle went “POP”, a sound so sickening I got light-headed and saw stars.

“I think I’m going to pass out” I said to E.

Then I passed out.

I came to after less than 15 seconds, just in time to keep from peeing my pants. (For the record, I have low blood pressure, and there’s something about the shock of an injury – not the pain, just the IMAGINED AWFULNESS – that causes me to faint. It’s happened since I was a kid, at least 6 times that I can think of. Only once did I actually pee my pants.) E helped me hobble into the house and got me a bag of frozen peas before unpacking everyone from the car. I quickly realized that although my ankle wasn’t broken, it was a serious enough injury to warrant a quick trip to the hospital. Because it’s not like the 4th of July is a busy time for emergency rooms or anything. Especially when I can’t walk on my own so we get to bring BOTH kids, one if which just realized he was not going to see the HORSE! WATER! BOAT! he had been promised. Good times. So we packed everyone back INTO the car and drove up the street to the ER.

The wait was blessedly short and the kids were total angels for E while I lay on a gurney and winced every time anyone even glanced at my ankle, but the diagnosis wasn’t helpful. It’s not broken (bless grilled cheesus) but it’s a moderate sprain and I’m supposed to stay off it for at least a week and wear my air cast for a week past the point I can walk on it. If it’s not healed in a month I should call my doctor.

A MONTH. I’m supposed to sit on the couch, icing and elevating my ankle, taking it easy for a month. I barely made it through a DAY and that was with E home to bring me stuff (not to mention BlogHer is in a month and no matter how many rosettes I glue to my cast there is no way I want to wear it around San Diego).

But the more pressing problem is that E is working today and I am supposed to care for 2 kids without walking. It’s impossible. And I don’t just mean “wow, this is going to be hard.” I mean it is bordering on an unsafe situation to be injured badly enough that I can’t pick up the toddler and I literally couldn’t run to save our lives. I certainly wouldn’t leave my kids with someone ELSE in this state. But we don’t have childcare – or even a regular babysitter – so the best I can do is use my crutches for the urgent stuff, like feeding everyone and poop emergencies, and hope E can come home early from work.

On a more selfish note, I’m super annoyed I won’t be going to Stroller Strides or running or even doing yoga DVDs anytime soon, so my plan to lose weight is completely derailed. Sitting on the couch feeling sorry for myself sends me immediately into MUST EAT GIANT BAG OF CANDY RIGHT NAOW mode, and I’m pretty sure Weight Watchers doesn’t allow for a pound of chocolate caramels four times a week. But I guess the good part is we don’t HAVE any candy in the house and I’m too gimpy to go get any so unless I can bribe E into buying me some I’ll just be cranky and injured with my lentil salad and my carrot sticks.

Good times all around.

Update: After sleeping on it and letting some of the swelling go down, it feels like it’s not actually my ankle that’s hurt, but my foot. Which means as long as I walk on just my heel I can limp pretty well, but also means the ankle cast they sent me home with is basically useless. I’m going to just keep up the Motrin and the ice and praying most of the pain is gone by the weekend so I can get back to my life.

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10 Responses to “Hobbled”

  1. Swistle says:

    Oh noes! Also: “bless grilled cheeses”–HA HA HA!

  2. TMae says:

    Ugh. If I didn’t have people visiting this week, I might just make an emergency trip to CT to help. Because I could use a vacation from this weather we’ve been having. AND I remember spraining my ankle (there might have been alcohol involved, what’s your point?) in October in college, and it was a DAMN nightmare to hike around the very hilly campus with lots of stairs and not enough buses, and rain, and leaves…and basically I gave up and cried. It was hard, and not having anyone to help made it 100 times harder. I hope E can shift things so he can help some. And maybe you can find a mother’s helper? If this isn’t incentive, I don’t know what is…

    I can send you some caramels, if that would help…

  3. Other Erin says:

    I’ve done that. Oh wait, I just read the update – I’ve done that too. As hard as it is, it will heal the fastest if you actually do take it easy. Ditch the air cast and get yourself a giant ace bandage (spring for the name brand.) The compression helps the pain more than words can describe.
    I would give it a month before running but you should be back to day-to-day stuff much sooner than that.
    Good luck!

    • bebehblog says:

      Thanks for the advice. I took the cast off within two minutes of putting it on in the ER because it hurt so much and they gave me an ace bandage instead. It helps, but I keep losing feeling in my toes. I suspect I tore/pinched a nerve some how and am going to have to wait for it to heal before the pain goes away.

  4. So sorry to hear this! I think you should use it as a sign that you were meant to get a little break.

  5. Sarah-Anne says:

    sad face. you’ll get through it, suzanne…if not with a lot of DVDS and long naptimes… ;)

  6. I second the ace bandage, but with a toddler around I would just tuck it instead of using the metal clip things. Do they even still have the metal clip things? I’m old. Feel better!

    • bebehblog says:

      The last one I used totally had metal things, but the one the ER gave me had fancy velcro-y ends. I don’t know why they didn’t always – it seems so much easier.

  7. Julie S. says:

    I am so sorry! I can’t imagine- seriously. Hope it is better sooooon!

  8. Michgal18 says:

    Ok, I’m a little behind on reading the blog, so u may be in a totally differ t spot right now–but they always give u the complete wrong advice at the ER for a sprain. Depending on how bad it is, u should prob go to PT now. If you wait a month and u did a really good job on it, ur basically screwing yourself. Email me if u want to chat more. That is my humble professional PT opinion, and I’m usually right! :-)

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