Remember that post I wrote about how I wore wedge sandals to the Mall and while trying to carry Kaitlyn, my foot twisted and I fell down? The post that got me the “Accidental Mommy Moment” badge?
Um, I’m gonna need another badge here.
I wore the same sandals today to take Kaitlyn to a doctor appointment. While attempting to lift her up onto the scale, my foot twisted again, only this time instead of falling, I just ended up with all of my weight pressing down on the SIDE of my ankle.
I immediately yelled “OW! OW! OW! OW!”. You know what helps little kids feel MORE confident about being at the doctor’s? A GROWN UP yelling OW in the exam room area. The bright side of it is, if you are going to hurt yourself, doing it in while two doctors and four nurses are in the immediate area is the best place to do it. One took Kaitlyn out of my arms, one helped me into a chair, one of the pediatricians took a look and recommended an ice pack, STAT, and another nurse got me two ibuprofen and a cup of water.
All this before Kaitlyn had even been examined. I came home, put her down for her nap, got into bed with my book, and fell asleep for almost three hours. When I woke up, there was a nice pink swollen lump on the side of my ankle. It hurts more now than it did when it first happened. Chris made dinner, and now here I sit with an ice pack on my ankle.
Flip Flops. Tennis Shoes. Maybe something in a nice Moon Boot. But those damn sandals have got to GO.