My dog in all his exhuberence has fractured or severely sprained my ankle. He was trying to bolt out the door after some door to door sales person this afternoon and when I grabbed him and tried to pull him back inside he twisted around knocking me off balance and I fell, then he lost his balance and fell on top of my foot. I didn’t loose him, but it was quite a spectacle I’m sure. Oh well, I have no shame, and I got a great deal on the internet service the sales man was peddling. lol. Even if he wasn’t a legit sales person and instead a creeper scoping out houses to break into, do you think he’s going to come to the house where I wrassled a 90lb dog to the ground as he was trying to lunge and jump at some one? lol I’m surprised he didn’t just turn around and run away. lol.
Anyway… my ankle now has a giant bruised knot in it where my heel should be. It looks like I have a tumor or a plum growing out of my calf. It’s pretty intense and it hurts a WHOLE bunch, but at least it’s not broken. I don’t think anyway. I can still wiggle my toes and while it hurts it isn’t some life altering hobbling pain. It just really smarts. I can still walk on it too, but this is all coming from the lady who didn’t even realize she was in labor until the very end. lol. If it gets any worse after a nice hot soak this evening I guess I’ll limp my way in for an xray. I really don’t want to do that. Partially because I don’t have anyone to watch the Little, and I don’t want to go to the hospital by myself.
I’m still not a fan of doctors other than my awesome OB of course, and I do my best to avoid them at all cost lol. Anyway… Nora is fussing so I better go see what she needs. Until later Bloggies. 🙂