I, on the other hand, DON'T! I'm beginning to go a tad bit stir crazy. This will be the fourth day my butt has been flattened against a recliner cushion. Even it's bored - it keeps falling asleep.
Here is my ankle, 96 hours post-injury:
The nice purple tinge is spreading to my toes. The swelling is more isolated, over my ankle bone itself. As is the pain at this point. A constant pain right there! The involuntary twitching seems to have subsided. That was awful. I decided to take off the boot last night and put on a smaller, hard-sided brace when I went to bed. It didn't work as well as the boot. I ended up ripping it off during the night some time because it was itching me, of all things. When I woke up this morning I was in quite a bit of pain. I got up and iced it and then put my boot back on. Lesson learned, I guess.
Sara and I went to the movies yesterday and saw "The Proposal". It was a 10:10 a.m. show so I felt like I couldn't buy popcorn and candy. However, we did stop and get a frozen yogurt on the way home. And then I ended up asking Keith to go to Target after dinner because I was craving some chewy candy. He brought me back some Dots. I only ate half the box, you know, because I'm not running and all. :-\
The palms of my hands are beginning to feel a little bruised from the crutches.
My step-daughter (a hairdresser) is coming over for dinner tonight and she's going to blow dry my hair for me so I can feel some sort of normalcy for an evening.
HefferBlog, AKA Alice, is coming up north this week and I am excited to know that the two of us may actually meet in person and have dinner together. I wish I was able to take her for an early evening trail run in my hills but that will just have to wait.
All in all, I think things are starting to look up. I may not sound like it, but really I do. The hard part is making sure I don't over eat. The good part is, it's pretty hard to carry anything while you're using two crutches. However, with my husband being home, every time he gets up to leave the room, he asks me if I want anything. Yes, I have a very attentive husband, I'm not complaining.
My next door neighbor, Jerry, picked up Boomer for his Sunday morning play date. They spent a good 2.5 hours in the hills of Garin. He's happily sleeping the day away now. HSE Lori said she might pick him up and take him out for a run along the creek trail this week. He'll like that. Little guy's been staring me down, wondering when I'm going to get up and do something with him. Soon my boy, soon.