First there was the ankle; while I was taking photos of the cemeteries in Unionville and the surrounding area, I had a mishap. I was not watching where I was going and stepped in a hole. (not the big kind in a cemetery; the kind gophers and voles make!) My ankle twisted, I heard a terrible popping sound and sat down immediately (because I couldn't stand up)! Many things were running through my mind at this point - "I think I broke something, I can't call Mom to come get me as I have the car, I refuse to call emergency and try to convince the ambulance to come to the graveyard." Lucky for me when I did decide to stand up it was a little sore but ok to walk on. So I did, and I got back to the house and it swelled up quite a bit and I soaked it in Epsom salts and then just went on doing what I was doing, a couple of days of limping and then it was just sore to the touch but ok to walk on, I figured I bruised it on the outside of my leg. I walked
|At least the brace goes with my slippers|
So I sat down and started to finish some of the crocheting that I had going and Hubby (bless his heart) decided that I needed to stay off of my ankle as much as possible so he started fixing meals and doing dishes, and I sat too long and started feeling 'myeh', like you do when you've been sick and not able to do stuff and..... I think I'm about over it! I need to get going again and the weather is cooling down and I am feeling more energetic.
So I think my battle with the Myehs is about over and I need to dig out warmer clothes - Hurray!