I went to see a doctor who specialized in sports medicine yesterday - I almost canceled because my ankle was feeling a lot better, but glad I didn't. He was awesome and didn't look at me funny because I was a runner. Actually, he works a lot with the BYU running teams and wish I had the budget that those teams did (they don't seem to sorry about cost!). Nice guy and seemed to know his stuff.
They took an x-ray of my ankle and didn't see any fractures. He said a lot of time they don't see the tiny stress fractures so he wanted to do a bone scan. I felt like I had to coordinate a 3-ring circus trying to get my big kids to school - someone to watch my 2 year old daughter - pick up kids and take to art lessons and someone else to watch my 2 year old. Going to the hospital twice in 3 hours ALONE is tricky. I think I have it all worked out though. Tuesday is the day. So I'm still out for alittle while. He told me to get into the pool and to bike. Sadly, I have a fear of water. Yep - I admit it. The only time I get in a swim suit is to take my kids to swimming lessons and I sit on the side. I don't know how to swim. AT ALL! So I did my version of a back stroke and was breathing hard for 45 minutes. I'm sure I broke all the pool etiquette rules and looked like a wreck. Next time, I'll go to spin. Good news is I got into Grandma's and have a hotel (rooms are hard to find in that little city). Off to wash sheets!
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