Monday, June 10, 2013
The Crazy Sprain
Friday started off as any other day. We were pretty tired in the morning as we had some very bad storms Thursday night. Our weather radio kept going off for tornado warnings. Once was so close we even grabbed Xavier and kept him sleeping in our bed with us, as a just in case. Luckily, we had no problems at all from the weather. I was feeling good Friday morning. I put Xavier down for his mid-morning nap and got into the shower. As I was in the shower I heard the weather radio go off again and I heard Xavier crying, so I decided to get out and see what was going on. It ended up being nothing, the radio just was reminding me of flooding and Xavier just did not want to fall asleep. I turned around walked back into the bathroom and WHOOSH! My feet came right out from under me and I landed in a pile on the tile bathroom floor. I was able to get up, though I was incredibly sore. I thought for the most part I was just badly bumped and bruised. I went about my day.
A couple of hours later as I was making lunch for Xavier and Nick (he came home for lunch), I mentioned to Nick that my foot and ankle were really bugging me and about what had happened. He had me sit down so he could take a look at it and it was very swollen and bruised. Needless to say I ended up with a sprained ankle. Our fun weekend that had a huge list of to dos ended up being a long list of rest and propping up of my ankle.
It has been a very long time since I have been so completely helpless. Usually even if I am sick I still take care of Xavier. However, it is extremely hard to chase and take care of a toddler with a sprained ankle.
Xavier got a kick out of the whole thing. He loved playing with my cane and would frequently move it or knock it over. He would bust out laughing watching Nick, try to help me walk across the house if I had to go to the bathroom. I think he thought we were playing some three legged race game.
Luckily, I have been very blessed to have the best husband in the world, as he was wonderful all weekend. He took care of me and Xavier without a single complaint. Plus, we were even able to sneak a date in on Sunday when he took me out to the theater to see, Les Miserables.
It is funny how before I sprained my ankle I kept wishing that instead of millions of errands that we had to run, I wished that we could just spend some time together as a family. I guess I got exactly what I wished for. We definitely spent some quality time as a family. Of course all the time with your family is quality time. You are supposed to treasure every moment even if you are propped up in the bed with your ankle covered in ice and your toddler is running around with your cane!