Did anyone tell you caregiving can be hazardous to your health? It is. It’s not just the emotional toll. Things can turn on a dime.
I was attacked by a Beesy Board, which is a transfer board with a sliding disk. I was moving it and it slipped from my hands and landed on top of my right foot.
I called my PCP’s office the next morning. It wasn’t bruised, but it was puffy and was uncomfortable when I flexed my foot to walk normally.
The next morning I was seen by an orthopedic surgeon. He explained that women of my age (old) may not have a fracture show up on x-ray for two weeks. He put me in a boot and I am returning in two weeks for more x-rays. It feels more like a slight fracture than a bad contusion to me.
The boot was amusing for day one. I have worn it since early this morning. It’s heavy. It rocks like a walking shoe does. It’s hot. I finally took it off around 5 pm. My sock was damp from wearing the boot all day. It’s nice to have my foot free to air out. I look forward to getting the new x-rays and seeing if it is indeed a fracture. If it is and he switches from boot to cast, I’ll see if I can get an orange cast for Multiple Sclerosis. Yes, I am weird.
I haven’t had a fracture since 1986, the year the surgeon was born.
It’s been just over 24 hours of wearing this boot, but I can say it is no longer fun. This too shall pass. I am ambulatory. I can remove it when I am driving. I do not have to sleep with it on. Silver linings.