Having a broken foot sucks!

I’m four days in on my “chair arrest.” I sit in this chair, with my sea of supplies surrounding me. Crutches, pillows, water bottle, to-do list, pen {for crossing off those items!}, phone and charger, work files, blankets, towels for when I ice, lonely single socks, chapstick, and a dog. Yesterday, word started spreading and … Continue reading Having a broken foot sucks!

You don’t know pain until you stick your foot in a bucket of ice

I’m sitting with my right foot in a bucket of ice. A gallon of cold water with many cups full of ice. It is not pleasant or refreshing. It’s painful. Ice prickling painful. Sharp jolts of ice coldness shooting all over my feet. Waves of cold circulate around my foot. Having your foot in a … Continue reading You don’t know pain until you stick your foot in a bucket of ice