Humpty Dumpty
You know how you think you can interpret what your body is trying to tell you? I thought I did, but apparently, I thought WRONG! Went to the Dr. again today for the results of the Cat-scan. Not pretty, not pretty at all.
Apparently, two of the bones in my foot resemble Mr. Dumpty AFTER he fell off the wall. The only good part is that the Dr. feels that my foot will heal okay without surgery, which he feels would be pointless, and that I'll be able to walk on it again. He said I'd probably end up with arthritis in my ankle, but considering that I'm on my feet some 38 hours a week as it is, I'd already figured that was a given. So we're still hip/hopping around and hoping that it heals fairly fast and I can go back to work again. Because even though I didn't set out to break anything or even fall off my bike and miss four days of work this week, I still feel guilty/upset that I've put them in a situation. Because, not that I'm irreplaceable, there isn't anyone else at work who can take over for me, so unless they can borrow someone from another store, they'll have to split things up to cover my shifts until I can come back. So I'll be here, reading, posting, and watching my husbands' DVD collection of 'classic' movies, like "Exodus" and "Ben-Hur" and "Dr. Zhivago" and wondering why everyone thought they were so wonderful. But that's for another post.
Apparently, two of the bones in my foot resemble Mr. Dumpty AFTER he fell off the wall. The only good part is that the Dr. feels that my foot will heal okay without surgery, which he feels would be pointless, and that I'll be able to walk on it again. He said I'd probably end up with arthritis in my ankle, but considering that I'm on my feet some 38 hours a week as it is, I'd already figured that was a given. So we're still hip/hopping around and hoping that it heals fairly fast and I can go back to work again. Because even though I didn't set out to break anything or even fall off my bike and miss four days of work this week, I still feel guilty/upset that I've put them in a situation. Because, not that I'm irreplaceable, there isn't anyone else at work who can take over for me, so unless they can borrow someone from another store, they'll have to split things up to cover my shifts until I can come back. So I'll be here, reading, posting, and watching my husbands' DVD collection of 'classic' movies, like "Exodus" and "Ben-Hur" and "Dr. Zhivago" and wondering why everyone thought they were so wonderful. But that's for another post.