My Foot Recovery

So, for the past two months I have been in an air cast. I wish I could say that my injuries were sustained by doing something awesome, like base jumping, tripping over a giant snake, or even falling down my stairs. Unfortunately, it was nothing clever, awesome or funny.

What did I do, you ask? I fell out of my front door. Yeah. The whole 6 inches of it. I'm that talented.

I didn't go to the doctor immediately; it was a day later. I had my X-rays, got the results and continued on to the orthopedic doctor. (turns out, this guy and his colleagues have taken care of quite a few of the Washington Redskins). Anyway, I was told that there was a possible metatarsal fracture in the left foot and a sprained right foot. So, I got crutches, a brace for the sprain, and an air cast for the left foot.

Things progressed, I got into physical therapy, and went back to the doctor for a few weeks. Then... a dreaded day. We found a crack in my right foot! It is a calcaneous fracture. I had been putting pressure on that foot the entire time because it had never shown up in an X-ray. Luckily, my left foot was now free to be out of the cast, so I switched it to the right foot.

Currently, I am still in the cast on the right foot. I find out how it is healing the day before Thanksgiving. I'm really hoping to be free of the cast before Christmas time.

Here's a picture of me and my cast this morning.