Poor neglected blog. It’s been a crazy couple of weeks – Katy did a nice job documenting Dad’s visit and the trip to DC. After the trip to DC I went to Colorado with Scuba Steve and Troy. It was a great trip, super fun to see the fellas and do some skiing and snowmobiling. However, now I am a total wreck, sick, injured and way too busy.
Injured
On the ski trip, at the end of day 1 my ankle started hurting. It was a familiar pain for me on skiing trips and reminded me of how my ankle would hurt when snowboarding. When I got back to Atlanta, and it was still hurting I decided I should see a doctor. The last time my ankle hurt, I saw my regular ole doctor and he basically said "rub some dirt on it", so I just walked it off and it went away. This time I went to see a family friend who is an orthopedic and specializes in the foot and ankle area. When I first removed my shoes and socks, the three physicians standing around all said "ooh, check that out". Never a good sign. Apparently my ankles protrude out a lot more than they should. After an x-ray, they all noticed a mark on a bone and said "at some point you broke your ankle and didn’t get it set". Yeah, I rubbed some dirt on it. Sigh. So, that break made the tendon not sit in it’s groove properly and it moves way up my ankle bone when I move in a certain direction. When said tendon is restricted tightly by boots, it gets inflamed and causes much pain. Unfortunately, I still can only "rub some dirt on it"… or get a cortisone shot. Yikes. I passed on the shot since it wasn’t really hurting anymore, but now I know what the deal is (and they said anti-inflammatory meds would be very helpful). They also said "one day, the tendon might jump over the ankle bone and then you’ll need surgery". Future ouch.
Sick
I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t have a sinus infection, would I? Double sigh. About 10 days ago I had an allergy attack (not pollen related) and spend the next several days teetering on the edge of sinus hell, finally jumping off the cliff on Saturday. I spent Sunday, some of Monday and most of Tuesday in bed hacking up nasties and generally wanting to be shot in the face. Got some meds Tuesday afternoon and am on the mend, but still fell like I’m 40 feet under water. I hate sinus problems. Hate is a pretty wimpy word for what I feel.
So, there it is, the doom and gloom blog entry. I really don’t mean to sound so terribly down in the dumps, but it’s been a rough week (the joy of vacation went away too quickly). Really I’m just whining – other than being sick (which is on the down swing), things are great – Ona is doing well (has two teeth now, is an inch away from crawling, is sleeping better, and so on), Katy is rockin’, etc.