There is absolutely nothing fun about crutches!

Oh god it could only happen to me!  After a lovely weekend spent with friends, girls night at mine on Saturday for drinks and catch up and then curry lunch at Saf and Ram's Sunday, I only had to go and fall down the stairs lifting Zach for his pre bed wee on Sunday night!  OMG the pain as I broke my fall with my foot was excruciating.. I like to think that I have a pretty high pain threshold so being reduced to tears with the pain was somewhat of a shock - not as much as a shock for me as for my poor little boy who was one minute sleeping soundly in his bed and the next awake on top of his crumpled Mummy!  Anyway, after I had bucked up I took 2 paracetamol and decided it would be fine after a night's sleep.. how wrong I was!  Monday morning started with my inability to walk and therefore a trip to Frimley Park A&E..  After a 2 hour wait I was sent to X ray and after a further half hour was told that I had fractured a bone in the top of my foot and would have to be in a cast and rest it for a week - a whole 9 days actually!!!! ARGHHHHHH!!! So, here I am, unable to weight bear on it and having to let everyone run around after me until next week.  I am OVER this already - seriously I am not someone who can sit still, ever, so this is going to be horrendous.  And I have to hope that it heals well in the nexty week, I absolutely cannot have a cast on for any longer than that, I will go out of my mind.  Not a happy bunny.