Have you ever broken a bone, or believed that your bone was more ok than it really was? After breaking my foot in March, requiring surgery and pins to hold the bones together, two weeks on I began relaxing and walking around with my black boot brace on. I was confident, the doc liked the xray, so tra-la-la. Oh boy.
Yesterday hit me like a ton of bricks. The weight I’d put on the foot by all of that boot walking has caused the stitches not to heal…so I’ve been ordered by the doctor to use crutches again and bear only half weight.
The hard part is that with crutches you can’t carry anything. I didn’t realize how many things I have to carry…now the only thing is the backpack I can strap to my back.
There is a silver lining, of course. I reached out to a pack of friends to help me pack up and move my office next week, and got a positive response. Yes, you can ask, and yes, people do want to help. Thank God!