You know when you haven’t talked to someone in too long and then you finally decide to call them or meet them for lunch and you feel a little nervous because you know you’re going to have fun but you feel weird because it’s been so long (or is that just this introvert)? That’s how I feel right now! I haven’t written a blog post in so incredibly long I’m feeling almost nervous!
These last three weeks have been crazy for me. Not because of anything big, but just all these little bitty things that make you…well, crazy. I told you about my foot, right? What? I didn’t?
Well, looky here—>
<insert picture of my foot in an orthopedic boot>
Yeah. That happened.
I dropped a 45 pound barbell on my foot at CrossFit. Not because CrossFit is crazy. But because I have sweaty hands. It hurt like heck and immediately started turning bright red with bruising. Thankfully, my chiropractor was there and he adjusted my foot.
Did you even know that was a thing?
Well, it is. And he did it. Basically, imagine me laying on the floor and him holding my foot. Then he used my foot and leg as a whip and moved it around, shook it up and otherwise used it as a weapon of torture. I literally had my hands over my face screaming.
The bruising immediately stopped (he said he adjusted it so the ligaments would go back to their job of making a “tent” over my foot bones) but then the swelling started. By that night, it was so painful I couldn’t walk and my husband had to carry me to bed. The next morning I skipped church, not because I couldn’t work in the preschool department or sit through a service, it was because I couldn’t fathom getting out of bed, taking a shower, getting dressed and walking through the building without crying.
On Monday, I finally went to the orthopedic doctor. He took some x-rays and declared it not broken, just bruised ligaments. This is when I learned that ligaments are in fact, a big deal. So big of a deal that broken bones are sometimes preferable to ligament problems! Yikes!
Anywhoo. I’ve got to wear the boot for two weeks (just one more to go!) and then hopefully I can get back to normal. Because now the ligaments are not the only pain–that silly boot has my hip and knee hurting!
A few days before I hurt my foot, Asa took our dog Jack (or as I like to call him “dog-I-do-not-like”) outside for a potty break. However, he didn’t bring him back in. Jack brought Asa back. Yes, Jack pulled Asa down the hill in our backyard as if he was a husky and Asa the sled. There was mud head to foot and Asa was screaming bloody murder.
So, that moved Asa out of the coveted “3rd person to take Jack out” position. The only two left were my husband (home only in the morning and night) and my daughter. Well, the day after I hurt my foot Lydia decided she was not strong enough to control our ever-growing pup and “2nd person to take Jack out” is now a vacant position, too.
Yes, we all know what this means: me and my just-bruised-ligament foot have to hike up a muddy (because it’s been snowing and raining here for weeks) hill in our backyard to take the dog-I-do-not-like outside 2 to 3 times a day. For all you dog people, this may not seem like a big deal. But for me? The girl who is still kicking herself for getting a dog and losing her cool a couple of times a day because the dog is acting like a…well, dog? I am up to HERE with him.
Anywhoo. This boot thing has been a pain. (Not to be compared to people who have actual pains but still…)
And today? Georgia is in a state of emergency because we are expected to get 3-7 inches of snow plus 1-1.5 inches of ice by tomorrow. Schools are already closed, grocery stores are emptied, the news is promising mass electrical outages and I’m stuck at home with Jack and my boot. (OK, my kids and husband, too!)
But the crème de la crème is that my cousin and his wife who I haven’t seen since their wedding when I was pregnant with Asa and their son (whom I’ve never met) are supposed to be flying in from California tonight to stay with us for a week! Their flight has been cancelled and we have no idea when they’ll get in or if they can even get to our house from the airport when they do arrive.
So, basically, this post I was nervous about? Well, I’m just imagining you sitting across from me rolling your eyes because I can do nothing but complain for the first few minutes we’re together.
It is what it is.
Your turn. Imaginary lunch date with me. I just complained for 30 minutes. What’s up in your world, friend? Do tell…
Kathy @ House of Hills says
Oh. My. Word. If I still lived in my old house, I’d be bringing you dinner – state of emergency or not. However, I’m over here and there are way too many bridges between us that are currently turning to ice.
I’m so sorry you’ve had such crazy weeks, but you have managed to keep your sense of humor – I think – so that’s good. Praying for your booted foot. Shaking my head that you got a dog. Love you.
oh amanda says
You are too kind! We need to get together anyway, Kathy. After the state-of-emergency of course. I miss you.
I had this crazy dream last night. In the dream, my husband and I were meeting you and hanging out. But your kids were teenagers. And I don’t remember all of the details but we were having a great time when my alarm went off this morning! Praying for quick healing and that you will get to see your loved ones and have an even better time than you imagined
oh amanda says
LOL! Maybe it was prophetic! Should we set a date in say…10 years? 🙂
Michelle C says
I am sitting in my home in metro-Atlanta reading this and immediately thinking Oh! My! Heavens! she’s in GA and I am too and she’s hurt but I am not. How can I get to her to help out? I can clean, bring some food, walk the dogs, etc. I don’t know what part of GA you are in but my God does and the prayers I am saying to Him He can answer for you where you are.
If I was sitting across from you at lunch, I would let you complain some more then ask if I could give you a hug and pray for you. Then I would drop my plans and come to your house (we’d know each other that well because we are having lunch together, right?) and help tidy and ready it for your family. Then I’d help cook and bake some food items to get you through a few days.
Sending more prayers. 🙂
oh amanda says
Oh, Michelle! You are the sweetest! We’re north of Atlanta. Is your family safe/snug at home? Hoping for not as much craziness as last month’s snow!
Yes, I too learned the hard way that a dog can be part of your sanctification process! I’m with ya all the way on that one. I let out a big “sigh” for you as life’s events seems like a big snowball effect right now. But thanks be to God none of these events were a surprise to Him. He’s got you Amanda, right in the palm of His loving hand. Here’s to a cup or two or three of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows (for you and the kids) for the snow storm heading your way! Un abrazo from the Dominican Republic!
oh amanda says
Ann! LOL at the sanctification process! That is the truth.
And so many hugs to you in the DR!
Lindsey Whitney says
Ahhh!! So sorry to hear Amanda! We have missed your posts and hope you feel better soon!
oh amanda says
Thanks, Lindsey! 🙂
Mary @ Giving Up on Perfect says
For the LOVE!! This is crazy. Cuh-RAZY. Did you break a mirror or something? Because seriously, more plagues? I protest this. You hear me, world? I am NOT GOING TO STAND FOR THIS! (Of course…neither are you…what with the boot and all…Sorry. I couldn’t resist.)
Love you, friend. I’m so very sorry your year has started off with so many hurdles!!!!
Also. Dogs stink.
I love you, Mary.
Also, our dog TOTALLY stinks.