Another weekend; another trip to the hospital… I was rushing up some steps to answer the phone on Saturday, tripped and slammed my foot into the wooden riser. A lot of shouting/swearing and hopping around ensued. By Sunday morning my big toe had swollen and was sporting a lovely green-purple bruise. Hmmm… A trip to the local minor injuries unit and an x-ray confirmed that it was indeed broken and it’s now taped up like a comedy toe to keep it straight and the only shoes I can fit into are my old trainers.
So, we now have two limping family members which caused momentary confusion when I took my middle son for his follow-up at the fracture clinic this morning. We’ll be on first-name-terms before we know it. His foot is healing but he’ll be on crutches for a while longer and definitely no contact sports until the new year.
I can drive and potter about at home but there’s to be no proper walking. And I have to sit and keep it elevated as much as possible this week. Major downside = no walking the dog. Major upside = no shopping. Luckily, lovely friends and my dad have offered to help with the dog-walking and I have the trusty internet for the food shop. I just need to work on my sanity and adjust my calorie intake. I don’t know about you but I find it particularly difficult to step away from the biscuits when it’s cold and I’m bored. Must. Try. Hard.
I don’t have any paid work this week, so I’m planning to catch up on reading, write lots of lists (there’s a busy time coming soon), sketch some planting ideas and try (again) to get to grips with crocheting. More on that soon (or maybe not!). Wishing you a very good week.