Bedrest is my Happy Place

I neglected to mention that while I was at Round Top a couple of weeks ago I hurt my foot badly. It turns out that I messed up a bunch of ligaments on the top of my right foot but it felt more like I broke my arch in half. Instead of taking it easy and letting my foot heal I went on a girls trip to New York City with India for five days.   My view of illness/injury is to ignore and downplay it and it will go away. Plus the trip was already booked so what could I do?

Turns out that walking on a hurt foot for 8-10 hours a day for several days in a row is not the best idea. By the time I got home my foot was terribly swollen and I was practically in tears. Mister forced me to go to the doctor who put me on strict rest for ten days; rest with my foot up and ice packs and all that. I don’t want to end up with an injury that flares up for the rest of my life so I am being very obedient.  “You will get so bored!” my friends said.  Well, friends, how wrong you are. This has been the best week of my entire life.  Indolence is my natural state, I’ve decided. Doctor-ordered laziness is my dream come true. There is absolutely no guilt involved.

I have sat on the sofa while Mister does all thing child-related. Luckily he has been able to rearrange his schedule to be around when I need him. People have brought us dinner several times. My children are grateful since Mister already watched them for nearly a week while India and I were gone and they have tired of pizza and cereal (due to a scheduling mix-up we actually got two dinners on Monday. And they were both delightful.)

Here’s what I do: I read books all day. And knit. And look at all sorts of important things on the internet. I am also becoming quite an expert on making tiny food out of polymer clay. With my harried schedule I haven’t been able to squeeze in blogging. I’m sorry, I’ve just been swamped with staring out the window.

I’m particularly excited to not go to the school’s huge Halloween party this weekend. Not only do I get out of volunteering but I’m making India and York chaperone the little kids. I won’t have to stand there and make idle chit-chat with the other moms while Jasper tries for the fifteenth time to win something at the Cake Walk.

Yesiree, this is the life. Unlike having the flu or a nasty cold, I can actually appreciate my down time. If you happen to have a huge cinderblock, you might want to consider dropping it on your foot. Just come up with a really great story about how you were injured.

P.S. Don’t try this if you have babies or toddlers at home. Your rest and relaxation is still a few years down the road. Sorry.

P.P.S. New York was perfect. Went to plays, saw famous things, ate delicious food and shopped at cute stores.

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8 thoughts on “Bedrest is my Happy Place

  1. Lucky you! I broke my foot just a few weeks ago and wouldn’t you know I had homecoming and a 13th birthday party all in one weekend on the same day. I tried to get out of things saying my foot hurt. Sometimes it worked but more often than not I was dragging around my “stinky pinky” cast to do stuff. It always seems like bed rest comes when I have a packed schedule!

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