the toe

26 Nov

A few days (5!) before we left for our trip to Asia, I was carrying laundry down the stairs in the dark (because why shed light on the situation, right?) and missed the last step. In my graceful fall to the ground I rolled over my big toe. It hurt. I laid there for a moment thinking SHIT. I got up and tried to walk it off. When I told Brian what happened, I downplayed the whole thing and acted as if it didn’t hurt that bad because I didn’t want to worry him but I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I iced it that night and tried to go to sleep, but the pain was so intense it was hard to sleep.The bad feeling in the pit of my stomach grew. When I woke up in the morning, it felt worse. I couldn’t put any weight on it and it was a huge swollen mess. Not the best situation when you’re about to leave for a three-week trip that involves TREKKING in Nepal. As you can imagine use of a foot is a big part of the equation.

I mean, seriously fucked, right?

I spent the whole day lying on the couch following a treatment plan I found on the internet- R.I.C.E, which stands for rest, ice, compression and elevation. I also did some praying and bargaining with God to restore my foot to good condition. Despite my best efforts, by nightfall I still couldn’t walk and my foot was still a huge swollen mess. SHIT. When my mom caught wind of the situation, she insisted I get x-rays so I could know what I was working with. I told her I had already diagnosed myself online with a sprained toe and was going to be just fine; there was no point in wasting time and money by going to the doctor. But she can be very bossy in situations like this and she pretty much forced me against my will into the car. As I was incapacitated, I wasn’t able to fight back. So off to the orthopedic doctor we went.

Enter in Dr. Irwin, a sweet old man, who took one look at my swollen mess of a toe and said, “there’s blood in there and that usually means you have a break.” I fought back tears and told him that I was leaving for Nepal in four days for a trek through the Himalayas and that I really hoped he was wrong because I needed my toe.

He raised his bushy grey eyebrows to this and said, “Oh I see. Why Nepal?”

“Well, my fiance and I found a great deal online and we decided to take the leap and book it. We’ve been planning it for months”, I said

“That’s a shame. Can I ask you a personal question?”, he asked.

“Sure”, I said a bit confused

“How did you and your fiance meet?”

“We went to high school together and reconnected ten years later”, I said.

“Ahhh I see. I only ask because I have a daughter and she’s twenty-seven and she’s not married. I’m not sure where she’s supposed to meet a husband. Where do people meet husbands anymore? Twenty-seven and she’s not even dating anyone!”

Thankfully, before I had to engage in the conversation further, the x-ray technician walked in to take me to take me to another room. I hobbled down the hallway while I bargained with God some more.

Please God don’t let it be broken…I can’t cancel this trip…Brian would be soooo disappointed…pleaseeeeee don’t let it be broken….I’ll do anything…I’ll even help Dr. Irwin find his daughter a husband! Just don’t let my toe be broken. Pleaaaaasssseee.

Five minutes later, Dr. Irwin had my x-rays in hand and said with a sense of accomplishment, “I was right, there’s the break!” and circled a spot on the x-ray. I squinted and said, “You mean that miniscule rice shaped piece of bone next to my big toe?”

“Yep!”, he said

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It was just SO ridiculous. It was such a ridiculous looking break! Of course that’s how I’d go down.

Dr. Irwin went through my options-

1. Cancel my trip to Nepal

or

2. Trek with the broken toe and hope that I had a high pain threshold.

I went with option 2, asked for a vicodin prescription (helps take the edge off) and boarded a plane to Asia!

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16 Responses to “the toe”

  1. Melissa Chataigne November 26, 2012 at 8:52 am #

    You are a tough cookie lady! So proud of you. So I guess no ballet classes for a bit (I was excited you wanted to go back too!) but you can help me find a hubby 🙂

  2. littlemissobsessivesanatomy November 26, 2012 at 10:16 am #

    determination i say….

  3. Cassy November 26, 2012 at 11:03 am #

    Holy crap! What bad luck! =( Though I am glad you decided to throw caution to the wind and go to Asia anyway! And your doctor is pretty silly… though it seems dating is a little harder these days! I have a lot of friends that are just… single and I have no idea why. lol Hugs to you! Glad you survived!

  4. the usual bliss November 26, 2012 at 12:18 pm #

    “I had already self-diagnosed myself online.” So classic. The best trips always start with a good story, right?!

  5. mylifeisthebestlife November 26, 2012 at 12:40 pm #

    You’re a SUPER STAR!!!

  6. Katie D November 26, 2012 at 12:49 pm #

    I’m eagerly awaiting the next post that (hopefully) says that all the trekking on a broken toe was worth it!?!? You are amazing for going.

  7. barbarapotter November 26, 2012 at 1:31 pm #

    I can’t help it Kate but the way you told your story made me smile and laugh too. Love you. (Not laughing at your pain though:)

  8. Erin Haslag (@WELLinLA) November 26, 2012 at 1:42 pm #

    There is so much I love about your account! I would completely, utterly and totally do something like this before a trip of that nature (sigh!!). You’re a total badass for going through with it and I hope you’re taking time to heal now! And the doctor – “where do you meet guys these days”… hilarious. High school guys it is… 😉

  9. sophiaharcourt November 26, 2012 at 6:49 pm #

    Ah! I’ve been waiting to see the details since I’ve heard a wheelchair or crutches are not conducive to hiking……well anywhere. A while back I broke a bone in my foot that caused my whole ankle to swell up and turn different shades of purple, yellow and green and puff up like a puffer fish. I suppose that is happens when you jump off a horse that you and your boyfriend are on that your boyfriend can’t seem to stop. Stupid bone shattering gravity. I hope that the Vicodin helped or that Brian learned how to carry you piggy back;).

  10. amelie88 November 26, 2012 at 9:07 pm #

    What a way to start your trip! I would have gone to the doctor first thing, begging him for pills, hydrocortisone shots, band-aids, some kind of toe wrap, anything to help alleviate the pain… Glad to hear it didn’t keep you from canceling the trip and I hope your toe isn’t any worse for wear!

  11. righteousbruin9 November 27, 2012 at 5:37 am #

    That’s the spirit!

  12. Suzanne November 27, 2012 at 7:00 pm #

    You’re crazy!!! Great story though 🙂

  13. Crystal November 28, 2012 at 1:30 pm #

    Holy shit balls. I’da totally bailed, but then again, when it comes to vacations… I’m more of a room service kind of gal anyway. Cheers for being tough, Kate!!! 🙂

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