I have a love-hate relationship with this boot.
I love it because at least when I'm wearing it I'm able to walk on my foot and ditch the miserable crutches.
I hate it because, well look at it... it's clunky and gigantic and I have to wear it for the next 6 weeks.
What happened you say?...
I really do wish I had a cool story to tell you,
like I was hiking and a giant rattlesnake popped out from behind a rock,
scared me, and caused me to trip over a big rock...
but unfortunately my story lacks in excitement.
I was simply walking to my car in a parking lot,
stepped off a deep sidewalk ledge,
my foot got caught in a drainage vent (that I didn't see because it was dark),
and well, I lost my balance and tripped.
It's as simple as that.
I'm just a little clumsy and can't walk.
But I didn't fall to the ground or anything,
the baby is okay,
but my poor foot is not.
It's a type of fracture where the bones in my midfoot dislocated and relocated, but in the process caused the ligaments around it to tear.
So in the mean time while they heal I have to wear this lovely boot for the next 6 weeks.
Just my luck.
But it could've been worse.
And I'm greatful it's not.
I'll get through these next 6 weeks, piece of cake.
What's one more obstacle while you're pregnant?
No big thang.
May you all walk straight.