I was just interviewed by an AP reporter who is writing an article on mom's making halloween costumes for their kids and found me and the piglet saga on my blog :)
how cool is that!
I'll link to the article when it happens
Maybe its that I watch Disturbia earlier, and it really got me.
So tonight I'm watching Silence of the Lambs - which I've seen probably 4 times in the past. I turned it on at the scene when Hannibal is talking to the Senator and got sucked in to where he escapes - such a clever man. Anyway - I'm just playing on my laptop and watching it, and the scene comes up where Buffalo Bill dances in front of the mirror, hiding his penis in the process to see his body as a woman's. This scene has always stuck with me - girl in hole in floor thinning out so he can skin her all the while he's prancing around naked and repeating "would you F_ me, I'd F_ me" and then it hits me!
The actor that plays the serial killer Clarice is after is Ted Levine - of MONK fame - you know the bumbling yet lovable Police captain. This probably freaked me out more than the actual movie - for years I've thought that Buffalo Bill was such a creepy character and yet I've watched MONK and never felt the least creeped out by him - I would never in a million years guessed they were the same man.
The swelling in my ankle has gone down considerably and so the cast was becoming rather loose. This morning I awoke and realized I was being rubbed raw on the top of my foot. Or rather I was worried I was soI headed over to my Ortho's office and got a new cast. I'm of the opinion having now had a plaster (when I was in 5th grade - left arm) and a fiberglass cast that plaster is better for long term - the fiberglass seems to get brittle with age. I'd had that one only 2 weeks (less really) and it was already coming apart on the heal and around the toes.
I've noticed a few funny things - like when I'm standing in the shower with my cast in a protective bag and up on a foot stool, I feel the heat and wetness on both feet - even though I know my broken one is feeling nothing but cast - It strikes me as so odd.
Sleep is the hardest commodity for me. I managed one really good night of sleep and that was thanks to unisom and vicodin. Otherwise I'm getting maybe 4 hours solid. I'd take the unisom every night but I hate how groggy I feel in the morning.
I've managed to stay on top of all my tv - mainly because I have nothing else to do. Jack got me poker for the wii which entertains me and then there is solitaire - both on my lap top and on my iphone. I tried reading but I'm just not able to wrap my brain around a book. I did manage to have fun with a cover sheet for something for Megan - the teacher sent home an empty sheet of cardstock and asked that we decorate it with pictures from Megan's life so that she'll be inspired in her story journal. This will be the cover- I printed up lots of pictures in miniature and made a collage.
I've also been entertained by chatting with people thanks to Jack setting me up on iChat. I don't have a video so its just been chatting for me, but I had a great conversation last night with Terri's daughter Annie.
Overall it hasn't been all that bad. I'm bored and definitely depressed, but This puts it all in perspective - read with tissues handy.
I made it through my first 24 hours in the cast. My sides hurt from the crutches, but I made myself goto Target today to get Megan's School Supplies and a game Jack wanted. The cart was nice but it was my slowest trip there ever.
My biggest issue is getting comfortable. Last night despite a vicodin I couldn't sleep - I tossed and turned until I realized I needed gravity to keep the cast from sliding and putting pressure on me. So I grabbed the crutches, headed to the closet and got my old Wedge pillow I used to combat heart burn in pregnancy. I used it so it was sloped down toward the foot of bed with my knee at the highest point. I couldn't sleep as I normally do on my stomach, but I did finally get comfortable enough to doze off and on until 6. I'm sure sleep will get easier as the month wears on.
You guys are going to love this - a whole month where I have little to do but blog about being bored.
I feel like a complete idiot - here I am whining about my foot and its Sept 11th. Puts my little painful foot in perspective.
or so...
I broke my Cubiod Bone laterally from the calcaneous to the metatarsal. basically the little bone on the side of the foot that connects the ankle bone to the first bone of the pinkie toe and for that i'm going to have to be in a cast for the next 4 weeks, the boot for 2 more and if it doesn't heal right then surgery looms in the distance. I'm back on crutches and i've been told by the ortho that I must not put any weight on my foot - period! which is a pain in the butt.
Tonight was Megan's back to school night and even my nice new handicap hanger didn't make up for the fact that I had to use crutches all the way to the class room and back - They truly are a form of torture. I'm exhausted from the exertion and I didn't go very far. I'm in deep trouble if I expect to do anything in the next month.
A sad point also is that i won't be swimming in the Woman's Cancer Resource Center Swim that Jack and I did last year and we'd been looking forward to doing this year. I'm not allowed to get the damn thing wet so I shouldn't even go but probably will if nothing else so I can cheer Jack on if he does my mile as well as his own.
I'm feeling very sorry for myself at the mement and hope I won't need a new cast after I cry and ruin this one. Damn i'm mad at my self. At least now I know why it still hurts.
My air-cast has been replaced by a big boot. I went to an orthopedic Surgeon today to have him look at my x rays and ankle. He thinks he may see something that requires surgery but needs an MRI to see for sure - so I will go there on monday. Fun Fun Fun.
Till then and after if hopefully I don't have to have surgery I get to have the biggest foot! for a while anyway. I took it off tonight for a shower and realized just how heavy this sucker is! I'll have to get Jack to post a photo.
I've made it to 36 and and am using my first pair of crutches. I fell today coming out of the kitchen into the garage, in front of a woman who came to buy Megan's old playhouse. This was at 10:55 this morning. I managed to get up and hobble around, made Megan lunch and then got her to school. By the time I got out of the car at her school at around 11:15 my ankle and foot had swelled up and I could no longer put weight on it with out alot of pain. When I got back into the car and sat breathing deeply I decided to head straight over to the urgent care clinic. Xrays confirmed a sprain though by the time the doctor saw me I had a grapefruit size ball on the upper side of my ankle. He prescribed some drugs, and an air cast, along with a referral to an orthopedic guy who can't see me til Friday. Jack came home and helped me run around, collecting Megan and dropping me off at the Cast place while they fitted me. Also taking me to get some crutches since I really now can't put any weight on it.
Nothing huge for me to try to accomplish this week, I'd just planned some more cleaning up and organizing, which can certainly wait.
Jack and I have been on a clean up frenzy lately. I cleaned our closet which hadn't been done since we moved here 10 years ago, Jack organized the garage and this past weekend we emptied out the living room, painted it white I mean sunbleached shell, and then put it back together cleaning each piece and purging quite a bit so that the room is cleaner and just looks great.
My craft room/guest room was next but will wait until I loose the crutches and can carried out the bags of baby clothes I'm going to donate to charity.