Well, I guess this is an interesting idea for a blog post. Doesn't happen every day.
On Tuesday November 3, 2015, I wore a killer outfit, which included an adorable striped turtleneck I got from a friend and tailored myself to fit me, my green circle skirt, a denim jacket and some killer chunky 70s heels.
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| (it was this outfit plus a jean jacket and red crew socks) |
As I was walking down the stairs between French and history class, listening to The 1975 on broken earbuds, my foot caught on something and before I knew it, I was on the ground.
Everything above my ankles was ok, save some scratches and bruising on my right leg. My backpack broke my fall as I fell onto my back and slid down half a flight of concrete stairs, my ankles both inverting and bearing most of my weight.
Mind you, I was in heels.
My ankles inverted. In heels. As my entire body weight fell onto them. While I slid down stairs.
I was about to get up and walk to history class but realized that I was still in pain in both ankles and a bump had swelled up quickly on my left foot. So what I initially thought was a routine little spill (seriously, I'm no stranger to falling down the stairs at school) turned into an ordeal of the assistant principal walking me to the nurse's office (I managed to walk up the stairs and down the hall just fine) before getting told I'd have to go home because of the swelling. Though aside from some wincing, I didn't really do any crying about the pain.
Around then it occurred to me that if this was anything more serious than a minor sprain, I would no longer be in the school musical. It didn't seem like a break at the time, though, and I tried not to worry about it.
My mom had to come pick me up. It was her birthday. Happy birthday, mom!
She went out to birthday lunch while I sat at home in bed for a couple hours with ice on my ankles, having to hop on one foot to get whatever I needed. Then went into the doctor's office where I got some x-rays done.
Oh, the doctor sucked. He was a cranky old guy who asked in a very judgmental, condescending tone, "why were you wearing heels at school?"
Why? Because I looked fucking killer in them. You should've seen my outfit.
Anyway, he looked at the x-rays and I learned that I have a fifth metatarsal base avulsion fracture. The ligament pulled so hard on the bone when my ankle inverted that the bone cracked. Fun, right? I started crying when I saw the crack.
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| (did I vscocam my x-ray? no! never! of course not!) |
No musical for me! In fact, I might need surgery! And I'm in a boot and on crutches for six weeks or something.
Also, if the tendon gets pulled too hard again, it could detach from the bone and fly up my leg. This is sort of an exaggeration, but it's also sort of not, and it's also terrifying, so there is no way I am taking that foot out of its boot unless I absolutely need to. I even have a system for changing my underwear that doesn't involve taking my leggings all the way off.
And both of my ankles are sprained. Fortunately, I'm cleared to walk on the right one and it doesn't hurt to, I'm just supposed to wrap it and ice it.
I went to an orthopedic clinic to get a few more x-rays and my boot and crutches, (again, happy birthday mom!) and was sent happily on my way, just in time to go to evening choir rehearsal.
Cause you know what, for what this is, I'm not doing too bad.
If you've been reading my blog for a long time you'll remember I got laryngitis the day of my musical audition last year and what a blow that was. What are the odds of something like this messing it up again, you know? Of course I feel bad about not being able to do the musical now, especially after having done weeks of rehearsals. Of course I feel bad about lots of other things. But I'm not in excruciating pain (I'm just on tylenol), and there's been an outpouring of love from tons of people I know and it's overwhelmingly sweet. I know I'll cry again. But for now, I'm more than alright.
Cons:
Pros:
- I mean, my bone is fractured
- no musical
- I am exhausted
- I have to sleep with a large hunk of plastic and foam around my lower leg and foot
- general decrease in mobility
- no ice skating with choir
- boot during Christmas caroling
- no self-portraits and less photography
- who knows how this will affect ballet?!
- everyone will get sick of me being dependent on them pretty soon
- my sister is being borderline evil to me
- I will be on crutches at my cousin's wedding next weekend
- have to wear leggings pretty much all the time
Pros:
- this delayed my calculus test
- Yes, I like attention, and this offers no shortage of it (for now)
- fun plans in order for Christmas choir performance boot decoration
- boyfriend is stepping it up
- I have to keep my floor clear so my crutches don't trip which means super-clean room!
- no rehearsal means more free time for homework/art/sleeping
- I'm considering focusing on drawing & painting right now since photography is difficult
- my arms will get nicely toned from crutch usage
- excuse to wear leggings all the time
