This won't truly be a daily diary of my broken leg - that would bore you to tears, I promise you.
Consider this the highlight reel with probably more pictures than prose.
Because the truth of the matter is I have been constantly exhausted. People warned me I would be and I just couldn't wrap my head around that.
I mean - how tiring can it be to do nothing but sit around?
Apparently very. Maybe your body goes into metabolic overdrive trying to mend the broken bone or something.
Goodness, I hope so, because all this inactivity is going to add 20 pounds to my already not so slender frame unless the old bone mending magic metabolism counters it in some way.
Here we go:
Day 1 - Broke leg in two places. Thought it was a sprain so drove stickshift car to school anyway. Afterwards retreated to bed with ice and an ace bandage and waited for my husband to whisk himself back from Indiana to help me. A full description of that day is in my previous post.
Day 2 - Went to hospital and found out leg was broken. Got a jumbo splint put on up to my mid thigh.
Cancelled students for the day and went home to sulk and figure out how the hell to cover all the engagements folks were counting on me to play.
Practiced Handel Concerto in case I would still be performing it. Figured out how to move pedals on the left side of the harp with my right foot. Tricky but doable.
Worked on our taxes and then crashed for the rest of the day and night.
Days 3, 4 and 5 - Spent most of the day in bed but practiced concerto. Did internet stuff like Spot the Cartoonist and Overbooked and continued to try to find replacement harpists.
Day 6 - The Big Trip To the Orthopedic Surgeon. This was the day I was dreading and looking forward to at the same time. I was dreading the thought that I might have to have surgery and hoping I would still be able to play my Concerto.
Good news! No surgery so far and permission to play the one concert I could actually do with only one foot.
Also got released from the thigh high cast and was put into a walking boot. Ironic because I am not allowed to put any weight on my leg but still better than that darned giant splint. Sooooooo uncomfortable that splint.
From this point on there is no sense in covering my activities day to day because - except for the night I played the Concerto - all my days are the same.
I do a lot of needlepoint and knitting, bill paying, and strip coloring, and still teach all the students that can make it to my house.
But I also just do a lot of nothing. Because I'm not only tired, I'm uninspired. Hopefully this is just the first phase because if this is what my life looks like until May, I'll go right out of my tree.
The two bright spots in all of this are that I am getting a lot of needlepoint done for future Christmas presents and also John is doing all the cooking and he is a FABULOUS cook. He is seriously spoiling me with great food. (I give this phase another week before he burns out and starts sending up hot dogs)
Here are just a few of the tasty things he has whipped up for me so far:
Thank you, honey!!! You're the best!!!