Shake, Shake, Shake

So, it's been a challenging time in my world lately.  Wednesday night, around 5:15'ish, I took a fall onto a brick patio, from 2 cement stairs high - in 3 inch heels, nonetheless.  I was trying to unlock a door while holding a 1 year old on my right hip & an anxious-to-get-inside 4 year old on my left leg... when I pulled the door open, my 4 year old lost his balance & tried to use me to gain balance - resulting in a tumble that shook my soul.  All I could do, while falling, was let out these weird "ooh", "ahhh", "oh!" noises in fear that one of my babies were going to get hurt.  Miraculously, neither boy was harmed.  I, on the other hand, was in some serious discomfort... my right foot felt broken & my big toe was perpendicular to my foot - sticking straight up in the air.  I did what any other person would do, pushed that bad boy back in it's correct position.  My 4 year old is saying, in a calm but concerned tone, "get up Mom, get up"... my 1 year old is whaling because he too wants me to stand up (you can't hold him sitting down).  I muster up the courage & strength & get up.  Not once did I let go of that baby - I still don't know how I did it... but I fell, took care of everyone & got my injured tail up, all while holding my mini-linebacker. Just call me Ninja Mom. Luckily, a coworker was still in the office, so she & my 4 year old went into doctor mode until my husband could get to us & get me to a doc.  He gets there & carries the boys & I to my car.  Have you ever used your left foot to accelerate a vehicle?  I did that night ... not as awkward as I was expecting - just a few whiplash moments for my 4 year old, but nothing too extreme.  (Hey, I was using my left foot... lack of tap control happens)  I drove because we didn't need to leave either ride at the place where I fell - so I manned up & got my boys safely to my in-laws, while he drove to get food for the boys.  We leave his truck at his folks, along with our hungry & excited babies (they love the idea of spending the night with grandparents), & head to Rex Express Care in Wakefield.  

We didn't wait even 30 minutes & we were back in a room getting the care I needed. Turns out I'm rocking a Linsfranc sprain/fracture.  What?  You don't know what that is?  ;). Me either... it's a mid foot injury to the ligaments & bones (named after the French doc to first discover it).  They splint me, med me, crutch me & make me feel like Super Mom for being so "together & calm" - but really, I was in pain people ... extreme pain. They tell me to follow up with an Ortho Specialist & remind me to keep off of it & elevate above my heart.  Done.

(Shake #3: It's easy to stay off your feet when kids aren't around)  

I didn't sleep well, but that was to be expected. Go to work Thursday, answer all the "what happened?" questions & did not take my morning pain med dose, I thought just ibuprofen would do the trick - NOT A GOOD IDEA!  I eventually gave in and took the mid day dose of pain med.  Total barfaroma ... I felt horrible.  I don't know what's worse, the throbbing/stabbing pain or the queasy/hot flash/nausea/want to pass out feeling.  Luckily my husband was on the way to take me to the specialist - I attempted to sleep off the shaky/pain med related illness while taking the 45 minute drive.  It kinda/sorta helped, I didn't spew - so I call that successful.  We get to Ortho Specialist of North Carolina in Wakefield (barely wait, again - awesome!) & we get back & the doc says "well, you've done a number to that foot" - that can't be good.

So it looks like we're having surgery folks. Broke the first two metatarsal bones in the mid foot, chipped the middle metatarsal bone & the ligament responsible for flexing the foot for stable walking is no longer attached due to the first metatarsal bone being broke.  He said you see this type of injury in football players, apparently where they get their foot planted & then stepped on. I didn't get stepped on, but I certainly did plant my heel & roll my foot. So we're looking at some screws & a bone anchor. My husband asked if we could get a discount if we brought our own materials, though they found it funny ... they said no. Dang! They put me in a boot, instead of the splint, because the boot is sturdier & easier to put on & take off and it is better for my foot positioning.  It hurts significantly worse since having the boot, but luckily I can loosen the straps & give the foot a breather or take it off completely (but only if I'm disciplined enough to keep it still).  Surgery is set for Friday, March 1st ... with at least a couple of weeks of bed rest to recover from the surgery & then 3 more months of the boot.  I think I'm going to go crazy ... well, crazier ... I'm already pretty batty.  But hey, on the upside ... I will have more time for blogging.  BO YA!

So the fall shook my soul, shook up my boys, shook my bones & currently shaking my emotions ... and the surgery is going to make us shake the piggy bank ... and guess what, the fall is all on video!  Thanks Granville County Courthouse. =)