Ditching Church...
Funny thing I said to the doctor Friday, when I went in to have my ankle x-ray'ed: When she gave me a set of crutches and told me to stay off it, I replied, "Oh man... now I won't get to work out for a while. Just when I was getting my groove on."
Then I used my crutches to hobble over to the x-ray place.
Ok. More workout than I've had in years. Nevermind.
My ankle has a fracture, but since our radiologist is deployed to IRAQ, my dr. can't be sure if it's an older healing fracture or a new one. (yes, I do this often.) So they are refering my x-rays over to another radiologist when he comes. In the meantime, I wait.
I didn't go to church today for the first time in ages.
I just couldn't put those crutches under my arms ... let alone crutching around the church for 3 hours and have people ask me 5,000,000,000 times what I did to myself only to hear, for the 8,000,000,000th time how funny it is that both Achilles and I are on crutches.
Oh, and the road rash I have on my other knee--- is killing me. I tried to keep it covered with bandaids..but it was too oozy. So I kept it off...but it kept getting stuck to whatever was handy---my pant leg, my sheets...
So today, I'm sporting the one pantleg up-one pantleg-down style. Lovely.
And keeping a low profile.
*sigh
Then I used my crutches to hobble over to the x-ray place.
Ok. More workout than I've had in years. Nevermind.
My ankle has a fracture, but since our radiologist is deployed to IRAQ, my dr. can't be sure if it's an older healing fracture or a new one. (yes, I do this often.) So they are refering my x-rays over to another radiologist when he comes. In the meantime, I wait.
I didn't go to church today for the first time in ages.
I just couldn't put those crutches under my arms ... let alone crutching around the church for 3 hours and have people ask me 5,000,000,000 times what I did to myself only to hear, for the 8,000,000,000th time how funny it is that both Achilles and I are on crutches.
Oh, and the road rash I have on my other knee--- is killing me. I tried to keep it covered with bandaids..but it was too oozy. So I kept it off...but it kept getting stuck to whatever was handy---my pant leg, my sheets...
So today, I'm sporting the one pantleg up-one pantleg-down style. Lovely.
And keeping a low profile.
*sigh
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