It’s been a little bit since I updated. Let me see… Well, most importantly, I graduated! I actually went to graduation this time (this is my second university degree) and I’m really glad I did. It was an interesting experience and I got to see some people that, frankly, I may never see again. The actual receiving of the degree passed by in a blur and I barely remember walking across the stage. I graduated on the Dean’s List with a 4.1 GPA. I’m pretty proud of that!
On Monday night I did something very dumb. I was heading to my room and took a long, quick stride and suddenly felt (and heard) three quick pops. Each pop felt like I was being punched in the calf and I went crashing to the floor with a cry of pain. It was pure agony. I crawled into my bedroom and ended up just lying on the floor crying for a good hour because it hurt so much. At first I was terrified to look down. Having witnessed three wrestlers tear their quads on TV, I was terrified I had done the same to my calf. I was scared if I looked down I’d see the muscle rolled up in a ball under my skin. Fortunately that wasn’t the case or I may have passed out. Still the agony was unreal. Eventually I slept and I made an appointment to see the on-call doctor the next day (or that day I guess because it was actually 3am Tuesday when it happened).
I was having a horrible time walking and I was terrified that either for whatever reason the doctor would think I was exaggerating or that he would cause me even greater pain during the examination. I had a strong urge to flee the office before he came in. He was actually very nice but of course in order to examine me, he pushed on my foot towards a straight position (which it won’t do at all) and I yelled and started to cry and felt very silly except that it hurt really bad. It was almost comical because he looked up at me and said “You broke it!” The diagnosis is “ruptured tendon in the lower left leg”. He gave me some Celebrex and Tylenol 3 and suggested I might need physiotherapy but I’m going to hold off on that one. Getting around sucks and my right leg and left quad are beginning to really object to the way I’m walking but I cannot put my foot flat on the ground. Not only is it painful if I try, I am physically incapable. So that’s been fun.
I’ve done a little bit of sewing. I’m a bit off my game and things are turning out wonky. Not that I was fabulous before but it seems that I’m having more problems. Probably because I hadn’t done any sewing in a month. I made a little pouch, which Kate quickly claimed and then I made her a matching iPod holder. Today I made a felt iPod case that’s a bit of a mess, hand sewn and what not. Tomorrow I want to make some baby shoes, 2 pairs because someone I know had twins today! Before I do that I have to try to finish a 5000 word paper for a Masters class I’m taking (why did I think it was a good idea to jump right into my Masters?).
Behold my latest creations in all their wonky glory. And if you stumbled onto this blog for the first time may I add that I only started sewing in February so, you know…
