K is for KLUTZ

Yeppers! I am a klutz - 100% certified now!

You know how bad things seems to happen in three's?  Well, my third "bad thing" is a doozie!  Shall we start at the beginning, though?

Okay, my daughter got married August 18th and I had a bad fall.  Well, I didn't think it was "that" bad - more embarrassing than anything else.  What happened was that my left high heel got stuck in the grass while my right heel slipped on a metal cover plate (plumbing I assume) and off I went - landed on my right hip and shoulder and my right ankle turned a bit.  Pulling my dress down to hide everything, I jumped up assuring everyone I was fine and carried on.

About 2 weeks later, I'm at the dog park with Tegan.  She was playing with another dog when they suddenly started to get a bit too rough.  So, as I was trying to get the leash on her, both dogs got under my feet and I started to go over.  Fearing another fall, I put my right leg out to catch myself (successfully) but felt my lower back on the right side go "riiiiiiiiiiiiip" - Sh*t!!!  I could hardly make it back to the car and ended up lying flat on the floor for two days until I could limp around a bit.

So the third thing???  It's a doozie alright!  I'm walking through the front door (actually it was open!) when my left foot caught the sill and over I went again!  I landed on my left knee while my right leg flew through the air and my right ankle caught the edge of the cement part. I actually heard it snap!  And off we went to emergency.

After two separate x-rays, I was informed that I had two fractures, but one appeared to be about a month old.  What?  That was probably the fall at the wedding - but I felt no pain then!  This time, I did!  On came the lovely big black inflatable boot and out came the crutches.  I also may have to see an orthopedic surgeon to check if I need pins!  Oh, lucky me!

The only positive I can think of is that it happened just in time for K week, so I could use the word "klutz" and really mean it!   Also, Lorne is well enough now to look after ME for a change and he has been so kind.  He has also broken an ankle in the past so knows what it's like.  He brings me my meals, the newspaper, drinks, pain pills, and whatever book I'm reading at the time.  Two weeks without putting weight on my foot seems such a long time....but perhaps the time will fly by.

In the meantime, be sure to give kudos to the kittenish Mrs. Nesbitt for creating ABC Wednesday and to the keen Roger, our administrator.  Also, don't forget about the knowledgeable team of assistants who give kicking reviews to your posts.

Isn't this just a killer fashion look? lol  I deserve a pedicure after this is all over and done with!

PS:  Just heard today (Tuesday) I have to see the orthopedic surgeon on Friday!