This is a therapeutic post. My Ravelry "curse word" is my Puerto Rican grandmother's "Ay Dios Mio." I dated a guy, whose mother asked me one day,"What's with this smee-o smee-o stuff?"
There has been a lot of that stuff happening here recently. This has been a year of life and death, health and injury. Many an occasion to utter our Grammy's favourite words. This past Monday, for example.
Following a fine hike on Vancouver's Baden Powell Trail, which I decided to leave because of footware not matched to that segment of trail, those being trail runners rather than hiking boots. I watched every step carefully and safely made it back to the newly gravelled access road, 15 minutes from the car. I'd like to describe a dramatic scene, as in I was being chased by a bear on the trail, but alas, I was walking on flat, albeit gravelly ground.
Ay Dios Mio, a simple act of putting one foot in front of the other on that road allowed my life's lightening to strike twice. I can now say I've fractured an ankle twice. Granted, the last time was 45 years ago, and I am thankful for two advances in modern medicine. The first being the aircast. Such luxury showering in a plaster free state, being able to remove sand from that portable jail for bone and muscle, and having the ability to adjust the tension to accomodate swelling. The second might be a difference in the fracture, but I have gratitude for not being dependent on crutches.
I was not happy for our local hospital's new reluctance to prescribe pain meds other than stomach eating anti-inflammatories, so I prescribed my own, the red liquidy kind. Not too much, but an extra glass to my daily intake for the first few days:
I'm determined to find the positive aspects in all this. Just imagine the knitting opportunity this presents.
Oh no! I hope your pain is manageable now and your recovery is swift.
Posted by: Carole | August 11, 2012 at 03:07 AM
Ouch!! I hope that your ankle heals quickly. Big hugs!
Posted by: NerdGirl | August 11, 2012 at 07:11 AM
Smee-o smee-o indeed. I'm sending some bone-healing prayers...
Posted by: Lorette | August 11, 2012 at 09:35 AM
So sorry! But my first reaction was, "at least you can knit!". I guess you have to look for the positives. It's kind of scary how at our age just the least little thing can change our life so quickly. Hope the healing goes well and that you have a lot of stash to keep you occupied!
Posted by: Dorothy | August 11, 2012 at 10:39 AM
Oh, the irony of it all! So sorry to hear about your ankle, and wish you speedy healing. Glad you are looking on the bright side- like it wasn't a hand injury, and you can knit away.
Posted by: Kristen | August 11, 2012 at 03:36 PM
Hope you feel better soon.
Posted by: Suzanne | August 11, 2012 at 03:43 PM
Oh boy! I empathizie with you. I broke my tibia plateau and ankle. Your Ttitude is great. Lots of knitting to be done! And... Time for friends. All the best and heal quickly.
Posted by: Anita | August 11, 2012 at 10:19 PM
'Your wrist and your ankle; my nose and my face. At least we're growing old together. How's the knitting going, sans hand surgery?
Feel my hugs.
Posted by: Ellen | August 12, 2012 at 04:07 PM
Bad news. The few seconds of our life we would live over. Perhaps it is time to slow down and spend some "me" time. Knitting?
Posted by: LoriAngela | August 12, 2012 at 10:21 PM
Oh, dear! What a year!
Posted by: Daisy | August 14, 2012 at 12:14 PM
Oh, Li! I skip your blog for mere moments and you break your ankle? Ay Dios Mio!
Posted by: Kate | August 18, 2012 at 09:44 AM
Heal fast! Although, I have to admit, that's just the kind of accident I have all the time - felled when doing the easiest things. But I love your Hitichhiker, and that crochet wrap is beautiful.
Posted by: Jane | August 23, 2012 at 03:35 PM