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23 July 2013

Spills & Thrills

Hello all!

I am making good on my promise to be at least a semi-regular blogger...so here it is!

To recap, my whirlwind Mexico-Chicago-Houston trip was great. I was so wonderful to be home and to see family and lots of great friends. It was just the re-charge I needed after having been away for so long. I especially loved showing up to see friends with my baby belly and seeing their surprised looks. It was great!

We returned home in time to get ready for the Back-to-Work Blues. I THOUGHT the return from my trip would usher in the next phase of Baby Ready-ing: the shopping! All that stuff we need: clothes, crib, stroller, etc. We didn't really buy anything in the States...I have no idea what I needed (still don't, really). And honestly, we don't have room to fully deck out this kid with everything she will need for all of childhood.

Anyway, I was getting back into my usual routine until the Thursday after I returned. There was no warning...I was walking down a step and twisted my foot. The pain was a bit more intense than other times I've twisted my foot...but I think being pregnant and desperately not wanting to be injured prevented me from accepting the seriousness of the injury right away (even as my foot began to swell).

Long story short, I hobbled around the city from one doctor to an x-ray place and on to another doctor where I got the final diagnosis: broken fifth metatarsal. And it was displaced...meaning it was not where it was supposed to be. I listened in shock as the doctor told me I would require surgery to correct the break. Surgery! I broke my ankle a few years back and all it required was for me to walk around in a boot for about six weeks. This was taking the whole broken bone experience to a new level. And to be pregnant on top of it was just too much. I pretty much cried from the time he told me that until my husband took me home.

The surgery went well. In spite of my initial concerns, the general anaesthetic required for the surgery was not bad for the baby. In fact, she was back to kicking me soon after I came out of it. She is a very active baby and pretty resilient!

And to all those who say (said) that I shouldn't have had surgery while pregnant, my response is: how the heck can I take care of an infant if I can't walk??? The doctors all pretty much said I had no other options in the matter so I went ahead with it. I think Mom being disabled would be worse for the kiddo long term than the 45 minutes it took to stick a couple pins in my foot. This was my first experience with being a mom: people are very free with their opinions when it comes to your unborn child! But I have a hunch most of the people offering their opinions have never been in such a situation. [shakes head disapprovingly]

I have been off my foot for over five weeks now. The healing has been the hardest part. The pain was minimal all things considered but my mobility has been significantly impaired. I have a really DORKY scooter that I use around the house and at work (trust me, the embarrassment is totally worth it to not have to use crutches), but it's not great for going long distances. When you build your life around not having a car and using public transport, not being able to walk is a major obstacle to living a normal life. I have pretty much been at home most of the time when I am not at work. (That's right: no BABY shopping!)

I go in on Tuesday for my final x-ray (don't worry, they cover me with heaps of lead to protect Bubs). They will check to make sure everything has healed okay and, God willing, I can ditch the stupid scooter and walk around again. I am losing my patience with the whole situation. It could be worse, and I'm glad I was the one who got injured and not Baby Girl...but I HAVE to get out of this apartment!!! I'll probably need physical therapy and I'll also probably have to wear my boot for a while, but as long as I can be up and around again I will be so happy!! I really want to get ready for the baby's big debut.

My goal is to be back to normal in time for the birth. It's time to get on with life, and in spite of it all, I am getting so excited about our new arrival!

That's my story...it's a bit of a sookfest (i.e. complaining), but it has been kind of a big deal in my life. It's good to have a forum to express oneself!

Thanks for reading! Fingers crossed that it will be smooth sailing for the remaining two months of pregnancy!

Cheers mates!
Laurie