I have had a pity party for one this week.
It's ridiculous really.
There are people who have known pain and hunger all their life - and one week of a broken ankle and I'm an odd version of ridiculousness.
If you don't know - early in the 21st Century (it sounds good outlining it like this) - I broke my other (left) ankle many years ago. I didn't realize it was broken at the time - I was trying to be a tough woman - so I didn't recognize the injury.
Over 8 days later an orthopedic surgeon advised me as follows: "Your ankle was broken and now it is obliterated after walking on it for so long..." He sent me to a specialist in Dallas - the coolest doctor who had just rebuilt Emitt Smith's ankle - and then he rebuilt my ankle.
...
I am frustrated with this current injury. I've had weeks of working out with a personal trainer - I've worked on walking around this beautiful Montana area and I've made it a point to adventure - DagNabIt - this just ticks me off.
I know I'm clumsy, and if you know, you know I'm clumsy - but I just don't have time for this.
This past Wednesday the doctor was looking at my ankle and then turned his attention to my knee. "We'll look at the ankle now - but next week, we'll have to look at this knee." I must admit to sighing at him.
A funny part of this story is his request that I explain what happened when I fell...
"I fell - and then I jumped up...."
I told him - just as I've told so many doctors and teachers before...
You have 3 brothers - and frankly - if you fall - you'd best jump up and say, "I'm fine!" ... there's no other option.
So pity party for one - I'm disliking this downtime - a lot - but I realize how blessed I am.
And, I am blessed. I realize this.
Much love from the Montana State.
Which is currently broken - but loving you muchly.
- Simone
It's ridiculous really.
There are people who have known pain and hunger all their life - and one week of a broken ankle and I'm an odd version of ridiculousness.
If you don't know - early in the 21st Century (it sounds good outlining it like this) - I broke my other (left) ankle many years ago. I didn't realize it was broken at the time - I was trying to be a tough woman - so I didn't recognize the injury.
Over 8 days later an orthopedic surgeon advised me as follows: "Your ankle was broken and now it is obliterated after walking on it for so long..." He sent me to a specialist in Dallas - the coolest doctor who had just rebuilt Emitt Smith's ankle - and then he rebuilt my ankle.
...
I am frustrated with this current injury. I've had weeks of working out with a personal trainer - I've worked on walking around this beautiful Montana area and I've made it a point to adventure - DagNabIt - this just ticks me off.
I know I'm clumsy, and if you know, you know I'm clumsy - but I just don't have time for this.
This past Wednesday the doctor was looking at my ankle and then turned his attention to my knee. "We'll look at the ankle now - but next week, we'll have to look at this knee." I must admit to sighing at him.
A funny part of this story is his request that I explain what happened when I fell...
"I fell - and then I jumped up...."
I told him - just as I've told so many doctors and teachers before...
You have 3 brothers - and frankly - if you fall - you'd best jump up and say, "I'm fine!" ... there's no other option.
So pity party for one - I'm disliking this downtime - a lot - but I realize how blessed I am.
And, I am blessed. I realize this.
Much love from the Montana State.
Which is currently broken - but loving you muchly.
- Simone
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