Remember when I mentioned in my Busy Bristol post that my foot was causing me grief and swelling up like a puffer fish? Well… it would appear that it may have been broken. Not dangling-off-the-ankle-swinging-in-the-breeze broken you understand but potentially fractured.
The GP thinks I may have fractured it when I twisted it tripping down a step I didn’t realise was there. And because I didn’t get it looked at straight away it started healing but in totally the wrong way. So in a nutshell I am on around-the-clock Naproxen (now double the dose she started me on) and awaiting to see the muscular & skeletal team for an MRI etc.
It’s all been rather tiresome not to mention ironic. I’ve had two and a half years where I could have sat with my foot elevated on ice but I decide to injure myself two weeks into a new job(!) 🙄 I’ve gotten used to the throbbing and the pulling and the aching… but I can’t say it isn’t draining. Butttt… yesterday marked the RETURN TO SCHOOL so I would think things will soon find a natural balance and routine which should help. Fingers crossed!