I Think I’m Getting Old

The area just above my left ankle has hurt since last Tuesday.  It’s a dull, persistent pain that occurs when I walk or flex my foot outward.   There is no swelling and I cannot pinpoint an exact event that would have resulted in an injury.  I ignored it all last week thinking it was shin splints.  When the discomfort did not go away by the weekend, no matter how much Icy Hot I massaged on, stretches I performed or ibuprofen I took, I began to worry.  What if I seriously injured my leg by continuing to teach Zumba?

That’s when I made up my mind to see the doctor on Monday morning.  Of course, that was the same morning that Wildman was struck down with the strep bug that Cutie Pie had previously had.  Awesome!  I had to take a sickly little boy with me for my appointment and x-rays.  He shivered and whined the whole time we were there (2 long hours).  I felt so bad for him but there was not much I could do.  I had to get my leg checked out.

The x-rays did not show a fracture.  I guess hairline fractures don’t always show up anyway.  So, they fitted me with a not-so-supportive splint thing and told me to take 2 Aleve twice a day.  I am supposed to stay off of it too.  That’s easier said than done with two active little boys.  I am also supposed to go back in a week if I am still experiencing pain.

I almost wish there was something on the x-ray because now I have this mysterious pain in my leg that  hasn’t gone away for over a week.  The Aleve is not touching it.

The thing is, the pain is not very intense.  I can walk.  It’s more uncomfortable than anything.  What if I’m making a big deal out of nothing?  I could probably go back to teach Zumba and just muscle through the discomfort with my ankle wrapped.  But should I do that?  I don’t know…

I’m so frustrated with myself.  I’m getting old.


My Father-in-Law, the Commodian

So, my father-in-law, who is in the middle of a bathroom remodel, sends J this photo with the following message:

A new addition so Wildman and Cutie Pie do not have to go in the bushes when they are in the backyard. We spare no expense in taking care of them.

Har, har, har!  🙂