This morning I woke up thinking, “wow, another beautiful day in San Diego! Patients all morning, then maybe I can leave my paperwork till tomorrow, take some time for me- go sailing with my boyfriend and get a round of beach volleyball in and a have a nice evening BBQ!”
Sailing was peaceful. Three rounds of beach volleyball proved fruitful. And a cool dip in the pacific sounded amazing,
I excitedly galloped into the sparkling sea to wash off sand and sweat when I stepped into a miscellaneous hole and complete inverted my left ankle inward. I heard a snap, crack and pop. Collapsed and began to cry. I’m not much of a crier, but I think my body felt so much pain in conjunction with personal frustration that I needed to release. At first, I was thinking, ” no big deal. I’ll stand up in a second and shake it off.” But there was no standing. At that point, I just knew that I had broken something.
Thirty minutes later I ended up in urgent care with diagnostics x-rays that said I had an angular fracture to the shaft of the 5th metatarsal with potential shattering (ie: I severely broke my pinky toe and not the part that you see as the “toe”, but the extension of the tow that looks more like the top of the foot. See attached x-rays).
Being a Naturopathic doctor and a firm believer in botanical medicine and homeopathy (and not trying to be a hero), I decided to DECLINE a script for Vicodin and manage my pain and swelling naturally.
Tomorrow- Dr. Garret Tallman. Surgery or no-surgery?
That is the question!