My Left Foot

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I’ve been hobbling around this week after a dumb slip on wet grass last Sunday. I’m certain nothing is broken but if ever there was an ankle twisted to its outer limits, it’s mine.

How I would love to tell you a tale of uncommon bravery involving me, a dozen orphans, a smoky fire and no one else available to save them. Let’s make it a dozen cats and I’d still rather tell you that’s what happened. Gerbils, I’d even go with gerbils. However, there was no fire, no lives that needed saving and I wasn’t brave at all. I collapsed like a house of cards on the slippery lawn of our friend Barry. Brother Bar, as we call him, has a meticulously kept yard that ends not in a slope, but in a drop-off of a few inches, down to the sidewalk. Why? Who knows? But that’s what I slipped off of with nothing to break my fall except my twisted foot.

Several days later, here’s the result:

A gallery of three photos of my left foot. It's very swollen, with colours all over ranging from deep purple to deep red

It’s still quite swollen and painful to walk on.

We worry about fires, and car and plane crashes, and then something as mundane as slipping down a six-inch slope causes this much grief! Walk carefully out there, folks. Leaves are slippery. Snow is coming. Accidents happen.

3 thoughts on “My Left Foot”

  1. As someone who at one time, rolled over on his ankle not once, but the same ankle 3 times within 8 weeks, I can empathise with your pain and discomfort. Yes, leaves and wet grass are extremely slippery at this time of year. Hope your better soon.

  2. You did a good job on that Lisa. It looks so painful and I’m sure it may be for a bit longer. May be the only way to slow you down a bit so that’s a good thing right now. Enjoy your weekend, relax and let hubby spoil you.

  3. Doctors say (or told me when I sprained mine a few years back) that a sprain is often worse than a break; you can’t set it. SO hang in there, honey – glad you’ve had the week to put it up and pamper yourself a bit. Good luck with the healing (and the heeling) and hope you’re having a lovely weekend with your sweetie. No dancing!

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