Today I found out that I brought back a souvenir from our family vacation.
Its not a t-shirt or baseball cap (first time ever I did not purchase either of these). Its not a snow globe or even a miniature replica of the Washington Monument.
No, my souvenir took me to the doctor this morning.
Turns out that all that walking and running about resulted in a stress fracture of the second metatarsal of my left foot.
I should have known something was up when it felt like I was shoving my foot into a 5 inch, narrow toe stiletto instead of my sturdy, reliable New Balance® walkers.
Talk about adding insult to injury.
I wish I had gotten the t-shirt.
For those of you new to these posts, I will explain.
My left foot, and by default I, being attached to said foot, have suffered from chronic Plantar’s Fasciitis for over four years. Together left foot and I have been through cortisone shots, icing, physical therapy, deep tissue massage, numbing creams, splints and three surgeries.
Its only three months out from the last surgery. Silly me to apply such performance anxiety.
Dr. S. tried to give reassurance by telling me that there’s basically nothing done to treat this type of fracture.
I just love his bedside manner.
I wonder if I can get a copy of the x-ray?
CafePress® could print it and I’d get my t-shirt after all.
“What I Did On My Summer Vacation”.
Worst souvenir EVER!!! BOO!
And I didn’t even get time off work!
Oh dear! Hope it’s better soon.
Thank you. Three to four more weeks and hopefully, I’ll be back to just my regular hobbling!