Out of the woods...think again Little Red Riding Boots

Recovering very well from surgery all week, then Friday evening my calf muscle started aching. By Sunday evening I had excruciating pain in my calf, so bad that the heavy painkillers barely took the edge off. Describing my symptoms to Doc over the phone, he directed me to the hospital for an ultrasound thinking it may be a blood clot. No clot, but now I have two baffled doctors from the ortho center. After squeezing, poking, and bending they decide I need to get a MRI tomorrow.
"man that muscle is soft" they say, "it's not compartment syndrome, but what the hell is it?"
And the best part is the way the new doctor was looking at my surgery doc like "what the f*** do you do to her leg, bro?"

Leg shot

I feeling pretty good, so far. Still some numbness in the leg. I'm trying to stay on top of the pain.

Post Surgery Pic

I'm posting whilst my right leg is numb mid-thigh to toes. Here's what my little 5th metatarsal looks like now.

Before Shot

Here is the last shot of my right foot for a while. It will have a cast on for many weeks.

X-Ray and Oops!

I got an X-Ray tonite. Result...it's fractured pretty bad. Worst case senario... I may have to have surgery to get a pin/screw placed. Best case ...they weren't really sure. I have to go see an orthopedist tomorrow or thursday.
Like I said before...this sucks!


Surgery is in order. It's actually a shorter recovery time than just getting a cast. Plus, a cast doesn't mean I won't have to get the surgery later down the road.
It's happening on Friday at 4pm under heavvvvY sedation. I'll make sure of that.

Oh, did I forgot to tell you how I did it. Well, I was arriving at my friend Sharons house (the one that lives on the corner of Heward and Harden) and I was so excited to see her. I ran up her outside stairs in the dark and twisted my foot. The variables were: beer, dark, bricks and flip-flops. I am vowing to never wear flip-flops again. They are just not safe! The rest... I will do again.

Ouch! This sucks.

Well, it goes without saying that whenever shit heats up for me at work, I go and get hurt. Really the timing could not be worst. I have like 100 people coming in from all over the world to attend a Workshop that planning started last year. Now, three weeks out I've gone and sprained/broke/rolled my ankle/foot. I didn't go get an X-Ray because I think I'd be able to tell if it were broke. (please comment if you think I'm wrong).