Call Me Grumpy

It’s now been more than three weeks since I was attacked by Hubby’s transfer board. I’m about done with the boot. It’s heavy. It’s uncomfortable.

The first x-ray showed an avulsion fracture of my right foot. The orthopedist said the second x-rays (two weeks later) showed no signs of a healing fracture. I just had an MRI. The first appointment (per staff it’s supposed to be within three days) after MRI is not until October 4th. I am not willing to drive an hour by myself to an area I barely know. The other choice was even farther out and I have never been there. The closest office is a 30 minute drive. Yes, I have a GPS. Imagine having to drive without the boot for an hour or just over an hour while operating an accelerator and a brake in heavy traffic. Wow, that would help me so much, would it not?

So, I’m grumpy. I am trying to do all the caregiver activities, take care of the house as best I can and cook. I want to nap constantly.

Luckily, Hubby is in a fairly good place right now and somewhat stable. I switched up the bed this morning so our heads will be at the bottom of the bed. This should make things easier for him to get off his left side and perhaps make getting in and out of bed easier. He cannot do that alone, of course.

I suppose I should end this and begin dinner. This boot will be history before long. I have had it on since about 8 this morning. It’s now 5 p.m.

Perhaps my results will become available online before the end of the weekend. In the meantime, I am grumpy and tired and in a lot of discomfort.

That is all. Carry on.

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