"You did what?!"
So, before the rumours go crazy - A lot of people knew I couldn't walk by the end of the night. That wasn't due to being on my feet all day, because I wasn't on my feet all day. I took breaks and sat down and got out of the kitchen to walk around. It was due to somehow dislocating a bone in my foot. When Jenny and I walked some food out to the fighters, I stumbled and my foot turned inward. I'm assuming that's when it happened, but I don't really remember because it didn't actually hurt then for more than a moment. The pain gradually got worse throughout the evening until by 11:30pm, I couldn't walk at all. I kept trying to, and it just wasn't happening.
I stayed through most of kitchen cleanup, and then I drove home, because T + pain = STUPID. My brain kept trying to convince me that if I got home, all would be well. Got home, looked at the foot, went "That shouldn't look like that.. I wonder if I can pop it back in.." and did. You saw the part about pain making me stupid, right? Right. Then I went to urgent care, where it was x-rayed and determined not to be broken. Since it was back in place, there was nothing they could do except tell me to stay off it and give me a plastic arch/instep thingy to keep it stable. The first cuneform had become dislodged from the navicular. I'd originally thought it was the big toe.
Went back to the doctor today for another xray, and besides some residual swelling and tenderness, it's healing fine. I have a desk job, so I'm off it most of the day. I get to go to physical therapy for it for at least a month, to make sure I didn't damage anything else when I very stupidly reset it. Don't try that at home, kids. Really - don't.
I am extremely grateful for the people who cleaned the kitchen for me. I kept getting up to try to help, and being ordered to sit back down. Rigo, Gavin, Simonis and The Other Blonde Lady did all the dishes, Justin and Laurence and Melissa and a few other people did the majority of the general cleaning, and then Samia, Iorworth, and a few other volunteers came in to finish up.
Foot is much better. Foot will be fine. Next time, I will not try to outstubborn the ouch, and I will go to the chirurgeon right away.
I stayed through most of kitchen cleanup, and then I drove home, because T + pain = STUPID. My brain kept trying to convince me that if I got home, all would be well. Got home, looked at the foot, went "That shouldn't look like that.. I wonder if I can pop it back in.." and did. You saw the part about pain making me stupid, right? Right. Then I went to urgent care, where it was x-rayed and determined not to be broken. Since it was back in place, there was nothing they could do except tell me to stay off it and give me a plastic arch/instep thingy to keep it stable. The first cuneform had become dislodged from the navicular. I'd originally thought it was the big toe.
Went back to the doctor today for another xray, and besides some residual swelling and tenderness, it's healing fine. I have a desk job, so I'm off it most of the day. I get to go to physical therapy for it for at least a month, to make sure I didn't damage anything else when I very stupidly reset it. Don't try that at home, kids. Really - don't.
I am extremely grateful for the people who cleaned the kitchen for me. I kept getting up to try to help, and being ordered to sit back down. Rigo, Gavin, Simonis and The Other Blonde Lady did all the dishes, Justin and Laurence and Melissa and a few other people did the majority of the general cleaning, and then Samia, Iorworth, and a few other volunteers came in to finish up.
Foot is much better. Foot will be fine. Next time, I will not try to outstubborn the ouch, and I will go to the chirurgeon right away.
posted by Peregrine | 10:05 PM
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I hope you feel better soon.
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