Today, I was feeling so so good. In fact I can remember how I had planned to tell my best friend, when she joined me on the walking track how great the day had been so far.
The depressed mood I have been in had begun to lift a little and I was so enjoying my walk in the sunshine.
Listening to upbeat music and having had my protein shake...I walked about 45 minutes when my friend joined me on her lunch break.
We began talking about the Bama/ND football game, by the way...Wayta go Bama!!!
When on our very first lap around the track together, I felt a tenderness to my foot....just a burning of sorts and the very next step I took...KAPOWWWW....A loud pop could be heard, and felt....and I was so lucky to even make it the 30 or 40 feet back to my car.
And since my friend had to go back to work...I drove myself home, barely able to climb the stairs to my front porch and woke honey to come help me...I didnt want him to have to miss a shift of work and ((a huge chunk of his paycheck))....I had my good friend Amy come and drive me to the doctor...where after about 2 hours, and an xray, I learned I have a stress fracture in my left foot...and a pretty bad one apparently.
She showed me the xray and not that I can really understand what I am looking at, I was informed that one piece of bone is totally broken apart from the rest of the bone.
Needless to say, I am in alot of pain. They gave me crutches and a boot and told me to stay off the foot as much as possible.
They said they will call tomorrow with a referral.
Now, the pain is bad but the depression is worse.
Here I was really beginning to feel this mood lift and to feel myself begin to allow in some happiness.
Now this!!!
I just wish I could walk. I am blue again.
I have never put alot of stock into superstitions and such, but I am beginning to wonder what bad luck has befallen me.
Not only all of this, but I have some problems with my computer and have two different guys saying they will come work on it for me, and yet....where are they???
Cant seem to get either one of them to commit to a time or price.
Dont these people do this for a living???
I guess maybe they are afraid to come to my house for fear my bad black cat number 13 walk under a ladder bad luck will rub off on them!!!!
So, the only positive I can find is that maybe I can read a few books, maybe watch some new tv shows and maybe get back to lifting weights more.
But I am very saddened over this....walking is my thing.
Hobbling to the kitchen for a bottle of water and down the hallway to the bathroom has been tons of fun this evening.