A little over a month ago I was dumb enough to wear three inch heeled boots to work with a cute dress and after a couple of drinks with friends (AFTER work of course) I fell and twisted my ankle. The next day I could hardly walk so I went to my podiatrist (who I have been seeing for 24 years - yikes) and he put me in a cast for 2 days and then a walking boot. I pulled the tendon and it took a piece of bone with it we found out 2 weeks later when the swelling went down. I went back to him yesterday and although it is still a little bruised and swollen he told me I don't have to wear the boot anymore. I have to be honest - I haven't worn it for the last 2 weeks! I have been able to move it more and it doesn't hurt when I walk so I knew it was improving.
I'm most excited because he told me that I can start walking again. I know that doesn't sound terribly exciting, but I need to move my fat ass and getting off the couch for a snack doesn't count. He also said I can start jogging regularly in March to prepare for a 5K in June. I am so excited and I hope that I don't hurt it again because I am ridiculously accident prone. Anyone who knows me well will tell you that I am clumsy and not sporty...a nice way of saying I am a disaster :-)
I cannot count how many x-rays I have had in my lifetime :(
Nate and I enjoying some cuddle time
Crazy Eyes! LOL!
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