This is not how I anticipated spending the school holidays. I’m sat on the settee having to rest because last week I broke my foot! I can’t believe it, just as things were going really well and I hadn’t been in a hospital for over a year. There I was at my regular tap class having a great time and practicing some steps for our ‘Mambo No5’ dance routine and the next thing I know I’m in a heap on the floor thinking I don’t want to look at my knee incase it’s a real mess. I managed to get up and shuffle my way through the rest of the lesson but I was in some pain. Fortunately I’d been given a lift to the class so I didn’t have to drive home.
My foot was starting to swell up but we decided it was a bad sprain, strain or twist so a couple of hours with frozen peas on it and a good sleep would cure the problem! I hobbled my way to and from school the next day and thought I’d better get over to A&E as I hadn’t been able to do anything else all day.
They were brilliant at Fairfield Hospital and I was seen very quickly. I had a couple of x-rays which confirmed I had broken the fifth metatarsal in the left foot (my knee was fine, not even a bruise!). I was sent home in a cast with crutches and returned to the fracture clinic the next day where they removed the cast and gave me an equaliser boot. At least I can put my heel down now. Crutches are no fun at all when you have to hop!
So I’m now trying to work out how Alice will get to do any of the adventures we had planned for the school holidays. Moving around is getting easier, but I can’t see me hobbling to the park any time soon.
Wish me luck