I asked Guillaume for some help, because a) I have no idea if these are even real b) it would be so much easier for him to call and say what I need, instead of me trying to get across that I broke all my bones. I mean don't get me wrong, I have been doing really well speaking french, but, explaining my idiotic fluke accident, that I broke 3 bones....not my brightest moment ya know? And I needed him to ask how payment worked, do I pay? Does my insurance here pay? I had no idea. After all, I have never done this before.
So finally I was able to find someone, and only an 8 minute walk from my place. Fantastic. Convenient. I liked it.
Turns out to be the nicest girl, looks like she might be early twenties, and must have asked me 5 times how I managed to do this. She didn't believe me the first 4 times I told her it was a dog. Not even a bit convinced. Yeah. Like I said....not my brightest moment. So the first session was easy, she just wanted to take a look, ask me some questions and see where and what exercises we should do from there.
Good news is she doesn't think its fractured. She thinks the way I fell, that I tore it, or twisted it, but that it might not be a hairline fracture after all. Right on. Totally easy to heal, and fast, I approved.
Now to exercises....let me tell you that I thought she was kidding. She wanted me to do the silliest, more simple exercises on my foot, like bending and stretching and holding it, and balancing, etc. I know its to test out my strength, etc, etc, but I honestly thought she was joking it sounded so easy. Yeah....I spoke too fast. Turns out, I sucked. Balance was crap, my ankle was shaking non stop, and all the tendons were not impressed with me. It didn't hurt, it was just hard. Needless to say, I have not questioned any of her exercises to date, and we are now doing balancing, jumping things on one foot onto those damn gymnastic balance ball things you always see people using at the gym when I always wonder what they hell they are doing. Yeah, those. Half circle, squishy things. I am not a fan. They are hard.
My doctor has instructed me to do 20 sessions, and to date I have done 4. Woo. 2 times per week, not too shabby. I'm getting there. Speaking of healing, I went back to the hospital on Tuesday to check my collarbone, get some x-rays....and MY BONES AREN'T EVEN TOUCHING! Pardon? Is that normal? I mean, I feel so much better, I thought the bones would re-allign or something. Not so much. So I have to go back in 2 weeks for some more x-rays. I'm hoping by the end of March I will be good to go with no more brace.
In between now and my next exam I have a couple of events: Belgian Sensation which is an enormous rave (safe), with 30,000 people. Right. Event #2 is St. Paddy's day in Dublin, Ireland. Yeahhhhhh and my exam for new x-rays is the day after I get back from Dublin.
Wish me luck!
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