Updated ankle report...

In case you were concerned... =-)

It's broken. The doctor on Wednesday took a couple of x-ray's and announced that yep, the tibia (that stickey out ankle bone) was snapped clean in half, thankfully wasn't displaced, and all I have to do is wear a cast and use crutches for a short 6-week period and all will be well again soon. They were all admirably impressed with the story of the 5 mile hike out on that ankle, but I didn't know it was broken, and still had to get down off the mountain, broken or not. Chris told me a story (while we were hiking out) of some guy that broke his leg and crawled out 10 miles then had to wait 2 days in someone's tent for them to hike out and get help. Ok, maybe someone in that group should have had a cell phone!! The nurse favored me with his horror story of a badly ended bicycle ride down Devils Gulch that ended at the bottom with him falling off the bike and breaking his knee against a rock. He had to ride out 6 miles. Gosh there are some idiots out here huh?

But DOCTOR, how will I shower.... shave my legs... WORK??? She said those aren't the important issues, the healing of the bone is. Well, having had a broken ankle in high school (yes, same one), I remember vividly the hairy, smelly, skinny leg that was cut free from that cast after 6 long weeks. I was 16 then and didn't seem to take long to get that muscle tone back, well I'm not 16 anymore, and 6 weeks in a cast at my age would do a lot more harm than good.

My bigger argument is how I'm supposed to work. In case you didn't get it from my signon, I'm a cleaning lady, most of my clientelle are senior citizens that need help, and as much as they like me, if I can't do the job, then someone else is going to get called. Loyalty only lasts as long as the person is there and doing the job right. So, we settled on this sexy black strap-on unit that I can take off to shower, shave and sleep. I am hobbling pretty successfully and I can work. It's not pretty, no doubt but I can drive the stick shift and get to work.

So, the ankle break was last Saturday, and guess what? We started our vacation this weekend. Friday when we both finished work we are off for 10 days!! Well, I'm sitting on the fanny working on the computer, our 3 day hike is cancelled and the plan-B trip to Lincoln City is postponed, I don't want to sit in the motel room while Chris has all the fun down on the beach without me. Oh well, 6 weeks isn't all that long...