Thursdays at CatholicMom.com begin with a look at the past week’s Small Successes!
I used to count it a success if I made the time in the week to get to the gym for a walk on the treadmill, or to get outside for a good brisk walk (it’s 9/10 of a mile around my block, so with a little extra pass by the neighbor’s house, I can make it an easy mile).
And then I injured a tendon in my foot and was assigned, just before Thanksgiving, to wear a very stylish walking boot for six weeks—from morning ‘til night. No exceptions.
I told TheKid that if he caught me walking around without that boot, I’d pay him a dollar.
I wore the boot to Thankgiving dinner, Mass on Sundays and Christmas Day, a concert I was playing in (hey, it’s black, so it blended in with concert dress), and New Year’s Eve. I wore it all the time.
I couldn’t climb up and down stepladders and stools wearing this boot, so I had to let go of my own personal Christmastime point of pride: stringing 1500+ lights on the Christmas tree. My daughter did the lights. There are under 1000 lights on the tree this year but it still looks beautiful, and I’m happy that my daughter was willing and able to do the job I couldn’t do.
I couldn’t go to the mall and do the Christmas shopping, but that’s why I have Amazon Prime, and my husband and the kids picked up the slack and went to the store for me.
The other day, the doctor said I can transition out of the boot. I only need to wear it after lunch until bedtime, through Sunday, and then I can leave it off completely. However, I must wear good supportive sneakers at all times for 5 weeks.
Even to Mass on Sundays. That’ll look lovely.
Also, I’m supposed to be sedentary when I’m out of the boot, which is why I waited until after lunch to go grocery shopping yesterday.
This doctor is not a mom. He has no idea about what moms consider “sedentary.” For me, it means I sit when I’m not cooking, doing laundry, running errands, or cleaning—though I’ve farmed out a good deal of cleaning and lowered my standards there. I’m pretty sure my doctor does not intend for me to spend an hour or more on my feet each evening, cooking and then cleaning up afterward. I should probably plan some slow-cooker meals for next week.
I stuck with the boot for 6 weeks; I’m hoping to stick to sedentary-and-sneakers for 5. I’m avoiding foot surgery, and that’s a success. I’m accepting help from Hubs and the kids, which is hard for me to do, so that’s a success.
God did not send me a foot injury, but he did put me in a place where I can survive off my feet (sort of) for several weeks. My kids are older now; one teenager and two young adults (only one of whom lives here). And I’m not teaching, so I’m not standing all day as part of my job. (No, there will not be a standing desk in my future anytime soon.)
I’m healing. I’m delegating. And I’m letting things go. Success!
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4 thoughts on “Small Success: Healing in Progress”
It’s so hard to adapt! I’d count delegating and reducing expectations as a big success! My son had to wear a contraption on his leg for about 10 days and he couldn’t wait to get out of it. I’m sure you’ll be relieved to spend less time in that boot.
It feels weird to be out of the boot, but I definitely want to be done with it.
Delegating is a four letter word in my head … ha ha… so that is A HUGE success that you have been able to give so much to others for assistance (notice I didn’t use that other 4 letter word – HELP lol). Hope the mandated slow down time brings you many graces – with the biggest being a definite avoidance of surgery!!!
Thanks, Allison! This is the injury that derailed the rosary walk idea for me. The mandated slow-down time is like a pre-Lent Lent 🙂 Hope to be cleared to slowly resume activity on Mardi Gras when I return to the doc.