Jonathan ,'Touched'
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I know I have mentioned it here before, but think all Buffistas need to watch the video for "Walking on Broken Glass" so they can see the HAWTT Annie Lennox and the young John Malkovich and Hugh Laurie in powdered wigs and make-up. Not 80s, but just after. [link]
IONof coincidental nature, my doctor told me I had to lose weight today as well. Other than that, though, I seem to be in excellent health.
According to an online BMI calculator I am 2 pounds away from overweight.
Well, the dogs decided that wrestling on the bed was a good idea. Before I could shoo them off, they managed to land on my bad ankle/foot, turning it in a direction I'm not sure nature intended.
It's now back to throbbing with a side benefit of instant numbness if I flex it the wrong way. I'm a little concerned about that, actually.
Ouch! Oh dear, Barb. Do you have minions about to get you ice? Obviously staying off of it is a must.
waiting for my dinner... in the waiting for the juices to redistribute stage.....
Eek Barb! Is it swelling?
Not swelling, no, except for maybe in the most minor of ways. The skin over the ankle bone is way sensitive, meaning whatever's beneath the skin is probably pretty bruised. What's odd is I can flex it and put weight on it and all that good stuff, but flexing it a certain way exacerbates the numb sensation and while I can walk without limping, the outside arch of my foot aches and tingles quite a bit when I do.
Lewis is worried that I might have a chip or something. In between rolling his eyes at me for the creative manner in which I find to injure myself.
I hate to admit he has a certain point there- I was a jock most of my adolescence/young adult and never, ever once hurt myself. Yet I can trip over my own feet walking and do a number on myself. I've been known to give myself a hip pointer trying to get out of my office chair.
Barb, how did you get the original injury? Banging it into something?
Yeah, Saturday night when I was putting ear drops in Jasmine's ears, she was resisting and managed to back me into the corner of the dishwasher. At the time it felt like the ankle equivalent of hitting the funny bone. I figured I'd just sustained a deep bruise right on the bone, but the tingling is really making me think that something's going on with a nerve.