Recovering from micro-fracture surgery :(

I was planning on getting up early for a run since my visiting teachers were coming at 8 this morning.  I woke up early and thought I would just rest my eyes for a minute and the next thing I heard was the doorbell at 8am. haha! I hit the door at the same time as my kids.  My hub left for work at 6:30 and the rest of us lazy slackers slept until 8!  

After my hour visit I got ready for the run.  It was a HOT one today.  I don't know if it was just too hot for people to be out or if they know me by now and when they saw that I was coming they jumped into a ditch or bush to make sure that they didn't have to waste their time talking to me today! :)

I felt great until 6.45 and then I felt as if I was carrying around an extra 200lbs!  I was exhausted!  It didn't help that I have a half mile of a hill that is about 1.5 miles from my home that looks and feels as if you are running straight up.  I goosed it the last .25 and then stopped at the stop sign that is always the end of the run for me.  After I stopped I thought I was going to pass out.  Everything started to get dark and I was a soaked mess.  I got goosebumps all over me and thought I was going to puke!  It is only 2 months from St. George marathon.  How in the heck am I going to get my butt in shape to run that in Boston time?   Dang!

I spent too much time cleaning my house.  We have interested people that are coming through again next week.  I only had time to squeeze in three fast ones before taking a bunch of people to the dollar movies with me.  We saw Kung Fu Panda 2 for the second time.  Some of the people we were going with hadn't seen it.  I just love Poe's dad the goose.  He makes the show for me! ha!

I am probably going to hike somewhere with my sis today.  She flew in from Seattle yesterday and I am on my way to pick her up in a few.  It looks like another hot day around here so I better squeeze the pool in too.  I really think I am going to start to wear sunscreen since a little girl at church the other day poked at my arm and said, "Ewww, what is wrong with your arm? You have polka-dots".  The only reason I am tan is because I have so many darn freckles.  Born into a family of eight with 4 red-heads, 3 brunettes and 1 blond. My dad looks albino and cannot tan and my mom can get tan but freckles....if I keep tanning myself like I do I am going to look like I am going on 70 instead of 40 next year! :(

Hiked 6 up Little Cottonwood with my sis.

I hiked up to Lake Blanche this morning with a brother, two sisters, a teenage niece and a nephew.  The nephew that I usually run with was suppose to come up with us too, but he cancelled at 6am.  He does that sometimes.  He missed out because it was BEAUTIFUL!  It is 3 miles up.  6 roundtrip.  I haven't been on this trail since last year.  After we got to the top I had to head back down.  I had a busy day ahead of me and I couldn't stay and go over to Lake Lillian and hang out and chat with my family like I wanted to.  

I started to run down the trail and my left knee was killing me.  I tried to walk fast, slow, run, everything was hurting my knee.  I had planned on running from the trailhead home.  When I got to the bottom of the trail, my knee was hurting so bad that I didn't know how I was going to run the 8 miles home!  I thought I should probably not run on it and just wait for my fam to get down the trail.....but I didn't.  I had to get home.  My in-laws were having a bbq at noon for my birthday and my daughters bday this week.

I started running and it was hurting.  I kept hoping that my family would not stay up there for too long and they would pick me up on the way back to my house to pick up their cars.  My hub stopped to pick me up about 1.5 miles before I was home. He was headed to his moms. I have never been so happy to cut a training run short.  I usually can't stand to not finish what I have planned on running.  I am a bit smarter now that I used to be.  I would have ran hard on a hurting knee before.  I am really hoping I didn't damage anything that will make me have to stay off of my knee for a bit.  I only have two months to get in shape for St. George! 

Had a busy day.  I put on my running shorts in the morning and didn't get to my run until 8pm.  I was worried that my knee would start hurting again.  I thought I would just get our for a run and see how it felt.  It felt fine and didn't hurt at all.  I don't know how it could hurt so bad on Saturday and hurt to even walk on Sunday and then be fine by Tuesday....owell, I am not going to complain.  I ran around here and the last two miles were in the dark.  Kinda scared me a bit. It was cool and a bit windy and felt really good!  My hub was headed out of our neighborhood to find me when I cam running down the canyon.

My brother from California wanted to hike one more trail before he had to head home.  We hiked up to Red Pine Lake up Little Cottonwood.  It was so cold at the start.  My hands were numb the entire hike.  We saw two moose, 4 deer and one rabbit on our hike.  We were the only ones heading up the trail.  We Started up before 7am.  On the way back down we saw about 15 people heading up.  It was fun to spend some time with my brother.  He is 17 yrs older than I am.  He is the first of the family and I am the last and it is funny how much we are alike even though we weren't raised together.  

 My birthday on Monday and my daughters birthday on the 10th.  We headed to Cowabunga Bay a water park.  My husband had the day off and we decided the kids could take friends.  Our Suburban was loaded.  On the way home my 4 yr old was trying to get his wrist band off that I put on for the water park.  All of the other kids were able to pull theirs off.  He was crying and saying it was cutting off his circulation.  I tried to pull it off from the front seat but couldn't get it.  I got out a pocket knife from our glove box and popped it off for him since he was causing a stink.  I found some sugar free candy in the glove box and I grabbed one out and had the wrapper in my teeth. Then all of the kids wanted one of the candies....I was trying to dig down to get the candy out.  They were all saying how hungry they were even though we just got them ice cream before we left the park.  I still had the knife in my hand and I was trying to get them all to be quiet because they were all cold and hungry and crying.......I flipped the pocket knife to close it and it caught my other hand.  Yep.....SHIZZZ came flying out of my mouth with a car load of kids.  It hurt so stinking bad!  Blood starts gushing out, I quickly grabbed the wet wipe bag in the glove box and looked to see if my husband noticed how bad it was bleeding.  I kept holding pressure on it and hoping it would stop bleeding.  NO SUCH LUCK!  I kept peeling the wet wipe back and as soon as pressure was off it would start bleeding again.  We were suppose to drop off friends and go out to eat for Sarah's birthday.  I asked Rick if he could stop at a grocery store so that I could get some steri-stips to hold it together.  He was ticked! We stopped at a grocery store and he went to hop out to get it for me but one of his sandals fell apart and the bottom of his shoe came off! It then became funny to him that we were just a bunch of bad luck! I went in to get the strips and he came walking in with a big rubber band around his shoe to hold it together.  We couldn't quit laughing!  No steri-strips at that grocery store so we went across the street to Walgreen's.  The rubber band broke that was holding his sandal together as we left the store and we were laughing again.  He grabbed the sole of his shoe and was trying to run on the black, hot pavement to the Suburban. It was pretty funny to watch.  

Finally got the strips to put on my hand and my hand wouldn't quit bleeding enough to even be able to put them on.  Rick was not laughing anymore and took me to an insta-care to get stitched up which is not good since you can't get stitches wet and we are suppose to be heading to Lake Powell in 3 days!  Rick took the kids to eat while I waited for the doc.  I asked the doc at Instacare to please just glue it back together because I didn't want stitches and was heading to Powell in a couple of days.  She said she wouldn't touch it. They refunded my money and told me I had to go to the ER at IMC and have them call in a hand surgeon. She said it was deep and right over a tendon and they would have to decide if I needed surgery to fix it or I would eventually have the tendon break in half and lose mobility of my finger.......REALLY!  

 I sat waiting for Rick to come back and pick me up and I was trying not to have a break down and cry in the Insta care.  It was my daughter's 11th birthday and we were going to go home and make cinnamon rolls together, because she loves cinnamon rolls and wanted to learn how to make them.  We are having a big family/friend party at a pool we rented out on Saturday where we will have a big cake for her, but still I felt terrible that I would be ruining her birthday.  Rick came to pick me up and I just couldn't tell him.  I felt sick.  He said..well, did they stitch you up? What about Powell?  I started to cry and said that the doc wouldn't touch my hand and I had to go to the ER at IMC.  There was another hospital that is just up the street but the doc said that I needed to go to the IMC because it was serious.  I felt terrible.  We got home and Rick called my mom to see if she would come up and make cinnamon rolls with Sarah and to babysit since we might be at the ER forever because my hand would be at the bottom of the list in importance.  My mom and dad came up and saved the day!  

ER was funny with lots of funny stories.   They peeled back my hand an said the tendon was fine and stitched me up to leave.  WELL, I didn't get feeling back in my finger and the next day my finger is still numb. Rick called in a special favor to have me be seen by an orthopedic hand surgeon yesterday because we were worried that a nerve had been torn at the ER because I have had no feeling in my finger at all and the anesthesia should have worn off.  The hand doc said that it was not normal to not have feeling back yet but in rare cases it could stay numb for up to two days, but very rare.  He said there is NO WAY I should go to Lake Powell and that I would end up getting an infection and have to have surgery and lose mobility in my finger.  Yippeee!

My finger is almost back to normal.  It hurts to type because of the stitches in my hand but at least my finger doesn't feel like it is 10 times the size of normal and feel flubby!  

I am a walking disaster area! I don't know how my hub puts up with me! I am ALWAYS doing stupid things.

I am running a long one with my nephew this morning.  He wanted to sleep in, so we are going at 9.  It will be a hot one for us today by the time we get out running.   I better get ready to go! I hope you all have a great weekend and PLEASE think about things before you do them! :)  

Fun run with my nephew.  He had been in California for a week, so it was fun to hear about his week vacation.  He is as crazy and accident prone as I am.

I noticed about half way through the run that my right foot was really hurting, since my hand was really hurting the first few miles, maybe I didn't notice my foot pain.  It has been hurting a little for the past couple of weeks.  I thought that I should probably stop but didn't.  It is really hurting me now.  If I have another stress fracture.....swearwords! I have already paid 500 bucks for my room in St. George that is non-refundable!

Maybe I am just not made to run.  :(  

Maybe it is nothing and will feel fine tomorrow...at least that is what I am hoping for!

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I ran 5 in the 90 degree heat at 12 noon and loved ever second after not running for a week. My foot was feeling a bit better and I had my dr. appt at 2.  Foot was a bit tender but nothing like a week earlier. 

 The orthopedic foot doc at TOSH said about 5 times...it is a stress fracture.  3 x-rays of my foot and they showed nothing....he said that X-rays don't show stress fractures.  THEN WHY WOULD THEY MAKE ME HAVE THEM IF THEY DON"T SHOW THEM????????  He said I needed to wear the boot for 4 weeks. I said that it was feeeling so much better and I had St. George in 6 weeks.  He told me I needed to have an MRI of my foot to show the stress fracture so that I would believe him, if not I would end up breaking the bone straight through and need surgery if I didn't stay off of it.  He said the nerve pain and tingling is all a result of the stress fracture that has caused swelling on the top of my foot.  I went out to my car and cried!  I decided not to have the MRI because I don't want the expense or the radiation.

I have the boot on today.  I haven't showered.  I am depressed! I had to go to the school to meet with the school nurse for my daughter that has foot allergies and ran into every mom that I know....they were all dressed up and looked like they were going to a fashion show.  I didn't want to talk to any of them.  They just don't get it! They would be thrilled to have a reason to not have to exercise and most of them don't exercise anyway.  I can't explain it to anyone.  It just makes me feel better and I love it.  I had greasy hair and scroungy clothes and no makeup on because I have cried about it a couple of times today.  They kept asking me, what is wrong Amy?, Why the boot?,  are you okay? (because I look like I crawled out of bed!) :( :( :(