Good news, after my x-ray this morning (at my one hour and 45 minute doctor visit) I don't have a fracture. Annnnd, that's about all I know. Other than the fact that I bet if we turned out all the lights and close the drapes in the house... I would glow. Thanks to all the x-rays and bone scans I've had in the past year. I'm just waiting until 9p rolls around so we can give that a try.
In other news, a few cracks have started to show in my hard-shelled,"so what if I'm crutches and can't run again" armor. Like when I scanned the room for my flip flops yesterday afternoon for all of two seconds. And when I realized I couldn't see them I started bawling made Ed come in the house and find them for me. Or when Ed told me the sweatpants I wanted to wear today (oh don't judge, i'm working from home today, see... i'm a grumpy elf) weren't clean and the tears started gushing out on their own.
Other than that, I'm still finding this all a bit comical. Although I won't lie, those of you out there racing and running... I started reading some blogs just now and wanted to throw my laptop across the room. So I may take another hiatus. Because yes... I'm JEALOUS AND GRUMPY BECAUSE I CAN'T RUN, AND MY FOOT HURTS. AND YES I HAVE A BAD ATTITUDE ABOUT IT AT THIS MOMENT. Sigh. That felt good. I'm glad you all aren't hurt, and maybe I just need a few more days to cry and whine before I can be happy for you and your races and your running.
Or maybe I just need someone to tell me what the heck is really wrong with my foot so I know what I'm dealing with. All I got today was a, well your bones look really strong and thick and healthy (which is AWESOME news). I didn't get to see my regular doctor today... I'll spare you my frustrations. However my PT, after talking to him this morning, made me feel a bit better.
Now watch out world, my crutches and I are on a mission... where are my Nutter Butters....