A broken toe

Unbelievable! that's what you'll say after you read this post.

Last Wednesday I was getting the kids ready for bed and we were all in the bathroom. Kids sitting on the countertop, brushing teeth. The kids had their drinks, all in stainless shell bottles. For some reason Carlita's starting to roll off the countertop. As it fell, I tried to move my feet but wasn't fast enough since I was holding the kids on the countertops. And next thing I knew I was on the ground in pain. Carlita fell on me and she was crying. Luke was crying because everyone else was crying. It was just a hot mess. There was some blood and after 5 minutes of Carlita yelling "get up Mommy!!!" and me trying to figure out what happened, I finally got the kids to bed.


The next day I put a bandaid on the toe to attach it to the next as I thought it was just a bruise. Then I tried putting it into a shoe. OUCH!!! But I had a conference I was attending in Philly and I wasn't going to be stopped. So spent all day Thursday at a conference and when I got home I took my shoe and sock off and saw the different colors of my toe. hmm.... could it be broken? My lovely husband encouraged me to go to the doctors but I had one more day of the conference. So Friday back to the conference. Lucky Temple has a foot and ankle clinic near the Philadelphia Convention Center so I called and got an appointment in at noon.

It was a great clinic, and great service. I had a wonderful intern that x-rayed my foot. He didn't think much of the smoky areas of my toe but he consulted with the doctor and the doctor came in and told me I had not only one but two fractures in my toe. TWO!!!! And because he knew I was so active and was a trouble maker he was putting a stint on my toe AND a boot! for four weeks. Plus gave me medicine to avoid any inflection. And no working out! No running, nothing!!!! for four weeks. Really four weeks! Otherwise he was going to put a screw into my toe.  Did I want that? No Sir.

So I'm not allowed to be on my feet too much (really that won't stop me) and can't teach aerobics classes or run. That really ruined my plans this month for 5k and working out at MACUHO conference (this upcoming week). So beware of flying zippy cups - they might just take you down.

 my sexy boot

 my poor toe

the Culprit