Crazy start to the school year!

Well, if you didn't figure it out from the last post, I broke my foot.  We had just gotten home from our trip to D.C.(literally home for maybe 30 minutes).  Kyle had gotten up in the loft to get down our fans (it was so hot!) and he asked me to throw some bags of stuff up to him.  In a perfect combination of events.  I jumped, threw the bag, landed wrong on the cement/carpet in my flip-flop, my foot twisted to the side and I heard something pop.  I wasn't in too much pain, really just astounded at finding myself sitting on the ground. I had scrapped up my knee and the top of my foot in the process.  Kyle, of course, looked dumbfounded at my blunder.  I stood up and hobbled up the stairs to the kitchen. As soon as I stood in the light from the kitchen (the garage light had burned out while we were gone), I could tell that a bone was sticking out in a way that it shouldn't be.  It was at that point that I told Kyle that I had thought that I had broken my foot.  He seemed slightly panicky as he rushed down from the loft. I just went into the kitchen to sit down. Again, not much pain.  So we debated whether or not I needed to be taken in.  Kyle decided to feel my foot to see where it hurt.  I registered no pain as he pushed on the bone, but in the process almost passed out and had to lay on the floor. I think that was the scariest part for me.  I hate the passing out feeling and obviously my body was registering that something was wrong.  Well, we decided to go into an urgent care clinic. They x-rayed my foot and it was broken.  The doctor also proved what I had been telling Kyle for years, that I had a high pain tolerance. He said that it's been scientifically proven that red-heads have a higher pain tolerance.  That's what I thought!  Anyway, I went home with a nice big boot. It was hard to sleep because of the boot but also because my foot hurt. I took ibuprofen to help with the pain.  That happened on a Sunday evening, and I started school on the following Thursday.  My students came back on the next Tuesday, so I started the school year hobbling around on my boot.  That afternoon, I had an appointment with a podiatrist.  He x-rayed my foot again, and since there were two small breaks, connected to a tendon, it turned out that I actually needed a cast.  I got a nice purple cast, and a scooter to get around on.  Of course, my kids loved it.  They wanted to put a motor on it and bling it out.  Luckily for me, I was only on the scooter for two weeks.  But that two weeks sure made me grateful for having two feet that work.  After two weeks, I went back to the podiatrist. My foot was healing nicely, so I was put back in the boot for two weeks.  It's been two weeks since I got the boot off.  My foot is still sore sometimes, but it seems to have healed nicely.  So that was the start to my school year!

I was not excited about getting a cast!  But at least I got to choose a nice purple color!

Trying out the scooter for the first time.  It was amazing how fast I could get down the halls at school. 

Kyle had a good time on the scooter, too!