Morning Update

Greetings, dear readers. Hee! I love saying that. Today’s progress report (drum roll please): I can put my weight on my left foot again. Hurraah!!! I went down the stairs on the boot with no crutches this morning and I also walked partway around the house to get to the car before I switched back to the crutches. I have only been able to take a few steps before my foot gets too tired, and the arch of my foot totally kills right now, but this is huge and amazing progress considering this time yesterday the pain from standing on the foot was enough to make me want to collapse. I am so thankful that the healing is moving along and that I have so many wonderful friends who have called, emailed, stopped by, and taken me places. You guys rock!

The doc told me that I can take my foot out of the boot to sleep at night, but instead of doing that, I’ve decided to sleep with it on, and take the boot off when I am sitting at my desk at work. Here at work, there is much less chance of accidentally bumping it or having a critter jump on it, and I don’t toss and turn at my desk the way I do while I’m sleeping, so it just seems safer to keep the boot on at home and take it off for a little while here. I am also still supposed to ice the foot to prevent any swelling from coming in. The doc says that it’s much easier to prevent the swelling in the first place than it is to get rid of the swelling once it’s started. So, right now, my tender arch is resting on a very cold sack of ice cubes and I am type, type, typing away. If you found your way to this blog because you have just broken your 5^th metatarsal, have hope that it will get better, a little bit each day. I’m on day 6 and I’m already able to step on it again!

I am very hopeful that I will be able to get Magnus this weekend after all. It will be good because I have missed him but also have not wanted to have him around because he is too much to handle with all the crutches and boots and things. I continue to make little bits of progress, I really do think I will be ready for him to come home this weekend. He will probably have to stay outside most of the time but I can sit in a chair and toss the ball to him and we will both be happy with that. The only one who will really be disappointed is little Stella, poor thing. She has really enjoyed having me all to herself these past few days.