Not fair!

Mumma said there'd be days like this alright.
Ankle is all better now (or close enough to get back to normal) and I'm just starting to get back to my regular routine when I catch this awful sinus cold. I guess I'll never get back to the gym, like ever, it's already been over a month! Half my face is constantly throbbing, my nose is just drip, drip dripping all the time, and I can't think properly. The boy is running wild. I have no energy to contain him and there's no way I'm going to playgroup in this condition. I could take some lovely Advil sinus, which works wonderfully, but it knocks me right out and that would just be irresponsible. while the boy may be out of control at least I can see what he's doing..........
That's one of the hardest things about being a stay at home Mom, no vacation- sure, no holidays - no problem, no sick days? Ack it's just not fair.

Much much better!

Okay, I've had enough and I've decided I'm all better. I can do stairs, provided I do them slowly and I can walk on normal snow without great fear. I'm up not to 100%, not say this good, but strong enough to get back to "normal" life. So I'm going to brunch tomorrow, play group on Monday, and even belly dancing. I think I will however wait a little long to resume my yoga. (There's no need to be irresponsible ;)

A snowy excursion

So I've really had enough of being cooped up in the house. I've repeated "if it were only summer, if it were only summer." so many times over it could be my mantra. But sadly it is not summer, and making my way though the snow with such a tender ankle is difficult at best (especially when the side walks have not been plowed.)
But enough is enough! (Or so I thought this morning.) I said to myself, "It's Sunday and I want brunch so I'm dam well gonna go out and get it!" One of my major problems with leaving the house thus far (aside from the obvious ice and snow) has been that I couldn't get my boots on. Squeezing my foot into a winter boot requires ankle contortion that I was not able to preform. As you can imagine, living in Canada, wearing regular shoes in this weather is not an appealing option. Well, I stopped wearing my tensor bandage on Friday, and I've been (gently) stretching my foot, so I figured I'd give the boot a go. Well, it wasn't exactly painless but I managed to get it on. The journey was slow and treacherous, but Andrew, Ben and myself eventually made it to Wimpy's and had brunch. Surprisingly, getting the boot off was way worse than getting it on. And now my ankle is doing a slow and steady throb. But All in all it was really worth it. Now I can go back to my hermitage, having braved the outside world, until the next fit of restlessness takes me and I have to leave the house again. One thing is for sure. I'm not ready to take Ben out alone yet. It's unbelieveable how many times that boy falls over into the snow. To be honest, I think that he may have been doing it on purpose!

Stupid Ankle!

So I'm getting really frustrated here. I injured myself on the 21st of December, today is the 10th of January which makes it's three weeks tomorrow.
When I went to the doctor, he told me it would take 3-6 weeks for my ankle to heal, and I would need to rest it. For some reason when Andrew had to go back to work after two weeks, I decided that it was time to go back to my regular routine and I took Ben to playgroup last Monday. I should have known that walking to the place in and of itself was going to be too much for me. I think I may have set myself back a bit because even though it will be three weeks tomorrow I don't feel anywhere near back up to 100%.
Now as my brother Richard reminded me the doctor said 3 to 6 weeks. Not three weeks. The doctor also told me to rest (which I have not really been doing). So why is it I feel that this is taking far too long? That I should really be better by now? Also why do I have such a problem admitting/ accepting that I am injured? If I had really taken it very easy, would I be better by now?
I don't actually expect anyone to answer these questions for me, I'm just feeling extremely frustrated with my ankle and need to vent a little of this frustration, so that I will feel a bit better.
Now I'm finished venting.
Huh, that's funny, I don't feel any better :(