Well the last couple of days have been a bit frustrating for you. So if you don't mind I'll share a bit about what's going on.
First of all, I came home Friday, after work, and took my shoe off to see that my left foot was swollen. I assumed it was caused by water retention or poor circulation so I went about my evening. Saturday I woke up and it was still swollen, so in the afternoon I iced it and elevated it again hoping to take care of the swelling. Sunday the swelling was still there and I mentioned something to my massage therapist. As she worked on my leg she told me it seemed to be more inflamed than water retention and that I should keep an eye on it. That evening I was stretching in my bed when my toes went numb. I knew this wasn't a good sign so I decided to call the doctor in the morning.
Monday morning I got an appointment and the nurse I spoke with told me to wrap it, keep it elevated. As a teacher I'm sure it's not hard to believe that staying off my feet is not an easy feat (pun intended) Needless to say by the time I got to the doctors office after school the swelling had crept up my calf. Monday is my weighing day and I hadn't had a chance so I was actually quite excited to weigh, but when I looked at that evil (albeit different) scale I had gained just over a pound.
Now I know that I shouldn't complain about a pound but I felt so defeated. But, before I had even gotten into the exam room, I had bad news (in my opinion.)
Now I should pause here and say I'm not a great patient. I don't like restrictions and if they can't tell me what's wrong I go crazy. With that said you can probably guess that the doctors office did not go as planned. First we discussed a blood clot (Family and personal history here) and then we discussed a stress fracture. After some blood work and x-rays both came back clear. Not the answer I wanted (not that I want broken bones or a blood clot but at least there's something to do.) It's not a good thing to be swollen from toes to calf without a reason. Then to top things off the doctor puts me on workout restrictions. No running, no walks, no squats/ lunges, and nothing too intense.
Now compound that to the added weight from earlier in the story and I just felt like I was doomed to fail.
Tuesday morning I woke up feeling defeated and frustrated and my foot hurt, dang it. So now, at the end of the day, I'm just done. I want to know why my foot's been swollen for five days, I want it to go away and I want to lose weight.
When I finally got home I decided I owed it to myself to weight myself on the same scale I've been using for the last 6 months. The silver lining on all this is that I have met my second benchmark. I am now down 50 lbs. in 6 months.
So I'm taking my small victory and I'm going to practice my patience while my foot heals.
So that's my pathetic little story, now I should go ice my foot.