Every time you start to feel better...

I'll start off this short note saying I had a great time in Portland last weekend. The puppy party, the trip to Powell Books (I could spend lots of money there but kept it to about 7 books this time) and of course visiting Megan and Josh - 2 of our favorite people. (not to mention that bundle of cutie pie that lives with them).

So I've been feeling slightly better - my thyroid is getting there and the foot swelling is down a bit (for those who missed, my feet swell from a size 9 to a 10.5 during the day, very painful). The leg cramps are also better (whether that's the thyroid, the BP or just my kidneys doing better is tough to say). I've been a medical mess all summer and generally don't feel like doing much. After this weekend I felt re-energized. Anyway...

So yesterday morning I was going out to get in the car for work...You know how you are always supposed to be careful on icey steps?

I lost my balance and came down HARD on our cement steps out front. Hard meaning I heard a distinct crunch pop and screamed and then lay in the snow on the front lawn crying and trying not to vomit.

As I had no more PTO (used it this weekend) I tried to go in to work. This is like half an hour after I fell and it was awful to even sit in the car. I made it as far as the manager's desk and was told to go. I was a mess to say the least...

Long story of painful day and 12 xrays (so far) later - I have a compression and fracture on (I think) T10. Up under my floating ribs. So I can't hardly move and am taking a couple things that pretty much keep my knocked out. I guess at this point it's a "be careful" and let it heal. No bending, twisting, lifting...(glad I didnt bring Rikkii home). Sitting is hard. There isn't an easy way to splint the area and I'll always know now when it's going to rain. I have complete sympathy now for our poor dogs.