I’ve been absent. For a week now, right? Yikes! In that time, I’ve transitioned to a new team at work, traveled to shadow my new team, and severely sprained my ankle. It’s bad. I’ve been wanting to write about it, but I really had to get my head right. I’m not going to lie it’s been very up and down. Let’s start at the top.
I play volleyball when I can/when they need me. I had to take a step back a few months ago because my travel schedule had gotten so hectic. They were counting on me and I was never there so I reluctantly stepped back. I had to put them first. Wednesday, I had the honor of stepping back on the court with them. This was after a long day onsite with clients and the game wasn’t until 9pm. I’m sure you have figured it out. This is when the sprain happened. I went up at the net and I came down on someone else’s foot. Damn did it hurt.
After laying on the bench with some ice, I decided I needed to go to the ER. The guys on my team carried me out to the car and a friend with the team sat with me in the ER while I waited for the results. No evidence of a break so it’s a sprain that I need to nurse back to health with the R.I.C.E. method.
I’ve been on crutches and unable to put any weight on it. It’s swollen like CRAZY and all of the colors of the rainbow. The pain has been pretty rough as well. Honestly though, none of this matters all that much. I’m not struggling with that part at all. I’m struggling with the effect it’s having on my life. No working out? No housekeeping / cooking / generally taking care of my family? No running around with my beautiful 3-year old? Not ok.
Let’s start with taking care of my family. I’m used to being superwoman. I’m used to taking care of everyone else. Someone take care of me? Nope. I’m good. I can take care of myself. Having my friend from the team sit in the ER with me was overwhelming. Having my husband wait on me hand and foot AND take care of EVERYTHING around the house, including our little one. Excruciating. I’m already learning so much though. I’ve been intrigued by the minimalist movement. I’ll save all the details for another time, but I’m ALL IN. I spend way too much time cleaning up clutter and generally fussing over things that don’t matter. I’m able to do some of the basics still so I’m doing what I can and leaning on my husband when I can’t. Even my daughter has been amazing. She has been a HUGE help. I’m going to lean on her more, she likes when she is given responsibility, so I’m going to give her more of those opportunities.
Now on the rest. I’m not able to run or work out like I’m used to and that’s been the hardest part. I’m going crazy. There are two things that I’m focusing on moving forward. I’ve always complained about my upper body strength. Don’t need my foot for that. Here we go! Also, since I’m not going to spend a couple of hours on upper body every day, I have more time that I’m going to dedicate to nutrition. I see an elimination diet in my near future and overall cleanup of my day-to-day nutrition. I told my husband that we are going back to simplicity which he is all on board for. No more elaborate dinners. I don’t have time for that every night, we end up wasting a lot and most of the time, I don’t enjoy it.
You can probably feel the roller coaster of emotions in this post. I’m focusing on the opportunity and the fact that I’ll realistically be on my foot in “no time”. That doesn’t mean that it’s been easy. I had a total breakdown last night, the night before, and probably the night before. 🙂 I’m not letting it creep back in. I am lucky to be generally healthy and to have a wonderful family to support me when I’m not quite myself.
Here’s to a great week!
Elizabeth
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