Broken

Of all the things I had planned for my Sunday Afternoon....it wasn't breaking my foot. Although technically not a broken bone, the ER physician kinda laughed and told me I'd have been more fortunate had I indeed just broken a metatarsal instead of ripping a ligament. "Bones heal better than ligaments, generally.", he crowed. I just looked at him with an evil eye, and waited for the ER Tech to begin the wrapping process, since they had already tortured me in XRay.

Not being able to walk is a pain in the ass. I have to work, I have to do errands for my mom, I have to take care of my kid, and I have an event coming up FAST. I can't do anything in the vicinity of those things right now, and it nearly broke my spirit last night. But I rallied, and decided it was time to call in a favor. I knew Malcolm wasn't going to like it one bit. I knew he'd be pissed, actually. But survival comes first, and so does taking care of my family. So I guilted the BFF into being my personal bitch for a few days. He agreed after heaving a few sighs.

Jachin will be staying over for the next few days while I hopefully regain more and more use of my foot. The ER doc said 6-8 weeks, I'm really plugging for 6-8 days. I know ligaments are testy things, resilient to healing once they are damaged. But it's my will against the ligament. While the ligament is still winning the battle, I need Jachin. I need him to drive me to work and help me with the crutches. I need him to help me feed my family and help me care for my mother. LOL, Lucy is NOT gonna be happy to see him again, but she'll deal, knowing that he's her only means of getting her fast food for a while.

I spoke with Malcolm this morning and begged him to understand. Jachin owes me this for all the times I've bailed his ass out of his own problems. It's not a sex thing, to be sure, I sure nuff can't put out when the slightest movement on the bed sends shards of pain thru my foot. Malcolm was pissed, I could tell. But he breathed thru it, and he told me he trusts me and he understands. And he agrees that Jachin owes me too. So, thankfully, it works out in Jachin's best interst too, since Mrs D is moving to a close by nursing home facility today. Don't think I didn't use that in my bribery. LOL. Well, and he really does have all the time in the universe right now.

Malcolm is helping me wrap my foot this morning. I trust him to do it correctly without too much pain. How I'll get my ass up the 2 flights of stairs to his room is another question altogether. Perhaps I'll gain the ability to sprout wings and fly. Until then, I guess crawling on my knees will have to do.