I am currently getting around on crutches. This is not a completely unusual state of events in my life. Walking into work on crutches always triggers a flurry of stares and questions. I have been injured many many times, some with funny stories and some with tragic ones, and some stories so hard I just look at people with a death stare and tell them I had an accident. I normally have a certain amount of tolerance for this, and joke and kid with the best of them.
This time, though, is different. Besides the grump factor of being in pain, I have no clue what is wrong. I stepped out of the car on Friday and it suddenly hurt and wouldn't take my weight. I did not step wrong or twist. I do not remember injuring it at all.
After watching it swell and having a harder and harder time getting around, I went to urgent care. Then on Monday to my dr. Now I am waiting for an appointment at the podiatrist. All this for a swollen ankle that has frozen and will not flex upward. I am worried this is related to the steroids and an old tendon injuring from when I totaled my car.
Meanwhile, life goes on. I love my job, even though it is exhausting and overwhelming. The kids are slowly adjusting to day camp. Things are hitting a rhythm, although I am still adjusting to all our benefits being reduced because I am working. For the summer, at least, the cost of working is slightly higher than my income. Always an interesting situation.
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