I now am the proud owner of a pair of crutches. Yup the foot hurt that bad that I made a doctor appointment. Sighs, there goes my four day weekend.
I have a medial right foot strain. I might have something broken as well since they badly wanted xrays. Because I'm not yet pregnant, I ovulated on Wednesday, I agreed to the xrays.
Its a DONSA here on post and that means that even though I had xrays done my PCM won't get a look at them until Tuesday. Oh Joy!
J is handling this quite well and is determined to only be half a yell away from me. Its unusual that he is willing to wait on me hand and foot but I'll take it because right now hobbling about to get a glass of water is not fun. I haven't been on crutches since 7th grade. I've been in a walking cast twice but it didn't call for crutches.
No I didn't get much sleep last night, not so much the insomnia being the reason but the pain from the weight of the covers on the bed. I was whining quite a bit about how much it hurt. No, still haven't taken pain medicine. They wanted to give me NSAIDS but I have a bad stomach so its just acetaminophen for me.
I started my progesterone this morning. So I'll be the gimp with the leaky cootchie, you know the endometrin slime. I just can't believe how much I had to fight with my RE about it. First clue, big duh, my periods are short so I'm always low on progesterone how about doing some blood work dumb *ss. Of course they won't. So that is why I had to argue with them to get put on it.
Maybe if I feel more up to hobbling about today I'll go shopping. I need to refill the fridge, condiments while nice to have aren't real food in my book.
