You asked for it......

As many of you have requested this entry, I thought I would comply and post exactly what has happened in the past few weeks. A couple of weeks ago, I really hurt myself. I was touring a garden of our last Stake President with my gardening club. The yard is so beautiful and I learned so much. As we made our way inside, it came to my attention that a lot of my friends were going down a fire pole inside the house. It looked like so much fun and not one to turn down an opportunity for a little adventure, I decided to give it a try. Now, if you know me even remotely well, you know that this wasn't the smartest decision I have ever made. I am known to run into walls, trip while standing, and fall up the stairs. I am a self proclaimed Klutz! Most people know this, and I am alright with the title. Just 4 weeks before this tour, I had my knee operated on as well so that should have been another warning light to go off in my head but no, not me. Anyway, I watched my friends go down with smiles on their faces and laughter when they reached the bottom. I walked over confidently, wrapped my arms around the pole, and walked off the edge of the floor. While I was falling, I remember thinking, "Wow, I am going really fast. Wait a minute, I forgot to wrap my legs around the pole! Oh goodness, bend your bad knee! Bend your bad knee!" And then, the thud heard around the neighborhood happened. I didn't hear a crack or a pop but there was definite pain in my left foot and the swelling was already starting to happen. After making it home, and icing my foot for quite sometime, I decided that I would sleep on it and see how I felt in the morning. Well, morning came, and it was REALLY swollen and I couldn't bear any type of weight on my foot. I scooted across the house and down the stairs to the van and James and I made a trip to the Dr. After a series of x-rays, a CT scan and a lot of the doctor saying, "I hope this isn't a Lisfranc fracture." It was determined, that not only did I have a Lisfranc Fracture. I had broken metatarsals, 1,2, &3. There are lots of fun images online if you want to look them up! Anyway, we went to see a specialist the following Monday and after he saw all the x-rays and CT scans, he pronounced that surgery was in order on Thursday. So Thursday, I went into surgery knowing that things were bad but feeling confident that I could handle it (another great blessing was the source of this confidence!) After surgery, I was told by the doctor that mine was one of the worst cases he had ever seen and I was now the proud owner of donor bone in my foot from the donor bone bank. He also had to fuse together all 3 of my metatarsals which will probably mean arthritis down the road. My thoughts are, if I am going to screw up, you might as well do a good job at it!!!! So now comes the hard part. The waiting......and waiting.....and waiting. I am wheelchair bound for the next two months minimum and then a walking cast for another two months. This, of course, is if everything goes according to plan. I have found that if I am in the wheelchair for an extended period of time, my foot swells quite a bit and I have to elevate it to get the pain and swelling to recede. Through all of this, my husband has been amazing! He cleans, he cooks, and takes care of the kids, he runs all my errands, and then at the end of the night, he hugs me and lets me know that even though I am a klutz, he still loves me. (Sorry ladies......he is taken and he is all mine :) My kids are fantastic! Jackson, Jeffrey and I were home alone for two days and Jackson was so great. He helped me, made me smile, and did everything I asked of him and more! With the 4 of them on my side, I know my recovery will go amazingly well and we can get over this yucky time together. I also have to thank all my incredible friends!!!! What would I do without all of you!!! I have to be honest, I think I would have broken down and lost it along time ago if it weren't for my friends. From giving me encouragement to push my wheelchair up my driveway, to dressing up in a ridiculous outfit and making a surprise visit to make me smile. From just stopping by to see what I need and then end up taking my son to soccer and back, to making a trip to my house, twice a day , to load Jeffrey on and off the bus. From taking the kids to school and bringing them home everyday, to making sure that Tuesday Treat Day is my favorite day of the week!!!! To the countless meals we have received and the trek all the way from SLC to come and see me, twice! To taking Julie and giving her a weekend that she still is talking about (the hairspray came out nicely!) and all the numerous visits where you have sat on my bed and just talked with me. My phone hasn't had this much excitement in a long time and I thought it rang nonstop before this! I am so blessed and I know it. Please know, I will do whatever I can to be a blessing in your lives as well! I have felt so much love from all of you. Thank you to everyone! Hopefully, come the end of the summer, I will be tripping on the sidewalk, running into trees, and all the other stuff that makes being me, me.