I know several of you saw this picture last night on IG:
Well, just repeat this picture into today because if anything, it's worse than yesterday. It's swollen to twice it's size, a lovely purple color and constantly throbbing in pain. I am certain that I at least severely strained it, if I didn't fracture a bone of some sort.
I feel like a complete baby with the whole situation, but I can't even begin to explain how much this injury upsets me. I was working so hard towards my goals and then SNAP, it's like they were postponed and gone in an instant...
I know I can focus on other things - like eating healthy - and I have been. But to think about having to restart, even after just beginning, upsets me so much. And if it's broken? Well...let's just hope it's not. We just paid off some of Henry's medical bills that were insanely high because our insurance doesn't really cover anything. If I have to go get x-rays and such, well... I don't even want to think about how much it would cost us.
I'm praying that God will heal my ankle and that it won't be anything severe and that soon I'll be able to get back out and walk/run again. Considering that I can't really put much weight on it, watching Henry today and tomorrow while Jeremy is at work is going to be a real challenge, and I don't even want to think about going to work this weekend.
This has thrown me into an immediate funk and I hate it. Usually I'm so good about pushing through just about anything without it really effecting me, but for some reason this is just so different.