Couch Confessions

Well here we are day three of the Broken Foot Bonanza. I was a little high on painkillers when I wrote that previous entry. Pretty coherent for coming off of a 3 Vicodin haze, if I do say so myself.

Things Chez Fracture are plugging along. I spent the whole weekend on the couch or in bed with my right leg foot elevated and iced like a good patient should. Adam has been very attentive, bringing me snacks, fluffing my pillows, cleaning up the wretched pedicure I gave myself (hello, just because one is broken one does not want to look like a hobo, no?). And I haven't had a Vicodin since Saturday, preferring to handle the pain with Ibuprofen since I assume once I am casted the pain will be worse. For now I just have a splint and ace bandage when I can loosen when it hurts or I have an itch and I hear you can't do that with a cast. Sadly, Adam tells me that they won't "put the cast on loose" even if I ask nicely. So there you have it.

I have the hang of my crutches and so today while Adam is at work I have successfully made myself a grilled cheese (what? That's an awesome breakfast), poured myself a squeezie bottle full of diet ginger ale which I carried back to the couch in my mouth AND carried my phone, wallet and bottle of ibuprofen from the bedroom to the living room by tucking it under my neck. I am a frigging wallaby over here, who needs your hands to carry shit?

My mom is picking me up today for my appointment with the orthopedic surgeon at 3PM, where we will find out if I just get sent home with a cast (do they come in leopard print?) or if surgery is needed THEN a cast. So I will check back in later with more SCINTILLATING details. Thanks so much for all the well wishes! They are much appreciated.

:::::UPDATE:::::

Excellent news:
No Surgery
and
NO CAST!

That's right, I am in something called a fracture boot that I am to wear most of the time but can take off for showers (score!) and to stretch my foot out so it doesn't get stiff. Unfortunately it only comes in black but as Jenny pointed out I can certainly accessorize it maybe with a smart scarf?


I know, white socks and a black shoe - appalling.

In any case I am in great spirits! I am so happy not to have a cast and ESPECIALLY not to have surgery. I think the ER doctor was a little doom-n-gloom because the orthopedic surgeon was pumped about how well this should heal and basically said if you have to break any bones in your foot, these are the best ones to do so with. I am out of work for the week and will be trying to become somewhat weight-bearing on my bum foot so that next week if I am able to drive (which I plan on being able to with a little determination and a lot of ibuprofin).

Now how to entertain myself for a week, apartment-bound? Someone needs a hobby!