Monday, February 28, 2011

So now I'm a clutz.

I cheered for the better part of my life, real cheering, not flitting around on the sidelines in a skirt. This was tumbling, tossing girls above my head, competition kid of stuff. I never so much as pulled a muscle. Yesterday I was cooking rice that started to boil over so I stepped up onto my ottoman and hopped over our babygate.....and fractured my stinking ankle. Seriously, athletics for my whole life and I got my first real injury cooking rice.

I screamed...a lot. And I think it scared Lou and Squish pretty bad. Squish came running up to the gate and asked Lou to help him over and then he sat next to me (while I writhed in pain) and gave me a back massage. How sweet can a little fella get?

Lou has stepped up big time. He drove me to urgent care and took the boys while I was there and today he has taken off work to be the full time dad while I laid in bed popping pills. It was actually kind of nice to have a day in bed, but also tough to hear all the giggles and fun that I was missing.

Squish is confused as to why I'm only wearing one special boot. He keeps telling me to put another one on.

OH! And to add insult to my injury, Lou put the Bear down for his nap today....which lasted almost 2 hours.

Gaggi comes tomorrow to be my reinforcements, and after that I'm going to have to figure out how to chase these boys down with the boot on. Good times!


HereWeGoAJen said...

You can come over here for the day for Wednesday if you want. (I've got a mom's club thing here, so I can't leave.)

Courtney said...

we may do that...thanks:)

Danifred said...

I cheered all my life as well, but that IS exactly how I broke 3 bones in my foot.