My foot.

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HealthAndHappiness

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#21
To be honest, I have stayed almost entirely off of my feet since I got hurt last Saturday. When I try to walk, abnormal strain is placed upon my calf muscle and on my knee because I cannot walk properly due to my severely sprained foot, so I have been spending almost the entirety of my days in bed.

I can empathize. I've broken toes and shattered a heal, Sprains of joints and a torn calf. God was very merciful to even heal the most complex bone structure of the feet. I know He alone gets the credit and can do likewise for you my friend. May He heal you quickly and completely with no lasting deficiency. In Jesus Name 🙏🥹
Amen
 

4LostSouls

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#22
Father! I pray for this man!!! Touch his foot/injury by Your Manifest Presence and bring healing to him! Allow him to know how REAL You are and that You heal TODAY! Touch him as he reads this post! Amen!!!

I would really like to hear from you what the Father does with you injury!
 

Brasspen

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#23
I pray to our Lord Jesus christ that your foot will be healed, fully according to God's timing.
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#25
It is definitely getting better, but it is not fully healed yet. The company doctor kept my work restrictions in place until my next appointment on February 5th (next Wednesday), and it will hopefully be fully healed by then. In hindsight, it has been beneficial for me that it has been taking so long to heal. If I had not been out of work for at least two straight weeks, then I would not have been recompensed through workman's comp for the first seven days of my injury. Now, I will get paid for all of the missed days at work. On the other hand (or should I say on the other foot?), I have been going stir crazy because I have literally been spending about 23 hours of every day in bed in order to stay off of my foot.
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#27
The plot thickens.

So, I had my last video call with the company-appointed doctor on Wednesday, and we both decided that I should rest my foot for a few more days or until my next appointment tomorrow (Saturday) at 4:30 pm. We were both confident by the end of that call that I would be able to return to work this Sunday, even if in limited duty. In other words, previously, there was a restriction where I needed to be seated 80% of the time, and my job could never accommodate that because my job requires me to stand all day long. We both felt that I should be able to stand all day long by this Sunday...and then it happened.

My phone rang about an hour ago, and there she was. My newly appointed nurse from workman's comp. How shall I describe her? :unsure:

Imagine that Satan had a sister. An older and much nastier sister. Furthermore, imagine that she accidentally sat on a rake...and then she called you on the phone. I am not kidding. If this woman was not the nastiest person on the face of the earth, then she was a close second. Anyhow, in between constantly interrupting me as I was trying to answer her questions, and in between her constant, nasty, loud, and disrespectful comments, she told me that "they," the workman's comp people, do not want me returning to work until I get an MRI done on my foot. She instructed me (more like threatened to call fire down from heaven on me if I did not comply) to tell the doctor tomorrow that I want to have an MRI done, so it looks as if my return to work has been delayed.

In hindsight, I really should get an MRI done. I mean, I can stand fine, and I can walk pretty good, but there is still something wrong with my foot. As far as pain is concerned, it is very minor, but I do still feel something pulling in my foot when I walk, and I also seem to be leaning to the right when I walk, and that is putting abnormal strain on my right calf.

Anyhow, that is the latest.

Oh, I almost forgot the good news.

The nurse is going to call me again after my doctor's appointment tomorrow.

I am kind of in a strait between two things right now.

On the one hand, I could answer her next call.

On the other hand, I could walk to the Fireworks store near my house, purchase two M80's, light them, stick them in my ears, AND BLOW MY HEAD OFF!

Decisions...decisions...

:LOL:
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#29
It looks like my saga is not over yet.

They scheduled me for an x-ray on Monday morning, and they also said that I am going to need physical therapy to learn to walk properly again.

:(
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#30
I am just leaving the doctor's office.

It looks like I will be out of work for two more weeks.

I started physical therapy today.

Oh well...
 

Flowergirl19

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Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." - John 14:27
 

HealthAndHappiness

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#32
The plot thickens.

So, I had my last video call with the company-appointed doctor on Wednesday, and we both decided that I should rest my foot for a few more days or until my next appointment tomorrow (Saturday) at 4:30 pm. We were both confident by the end of that call that I would be able to return to work this Sunday, even if in limited duty. In other words, previously, there was a restriction where I needed to be seated 80% of the time, and my job could never accommodate that because my job requires me to stand all day long. We both felt that I should be able to stand all day long by this Sunday...and then it happened.

My phone rang about an hour ago, and there she was. My newly appointed nurse from workman's comp. How shall I describe her? :unsure:

Imagine that Satan had a sister. An older and much nastier sister. Furthermore, imagine that she accidentally sat on a rake...and then she called you on the phone. I am not kidding. If this woman was not the nastiest person on the face of the earth, then she was a close second. Anyhow, in between constantly interrupting me as I was trying to answer her questions, and in between her constant, nasty, loud, and disrespectful comments, she told me that "they," the workman's comp people, do not want me returning to work until I get an MRI done on my foot. She instructed me (more like threatened to call fire down from heaven on me if I did not comply) to tell the doctor tomorrow that I want to have an MRI done, so it looks as if my return to work has been delayed.

In hindsight, I really should get an MRI done. I mean, I can stand fine, and I can walk pretty good, but there is still something wrong with my foot. As far as pain is concerned, it is very minor, but I do still feel something pulling in my foot when I walk, and I also seem to be leaning to the right when I walk, and that is putting abnormal strain on my right calf.

Anyhow, that is the latest.

Oh, I almost forgot the good news.

The nurse is going to call me again after my doctor's appointment tomorrow.

I am kind of in a strait between two things right now.

On the one hand, I could answer her next call.

On the other hand, I could walk to the Fireworks store near my house, purchase two M80's, light them, stick them in my ears, AND BLOW MY HEAD OFF!

Decisions...decisions...

:LOL:

I've met too many arrogant nurses who are like that. I bet she insists on helpless children and timid seniors getting flu, pneumonia and COVID lethal injections.
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#33
I've met too many arrogant nurses who are like that. I bet she insists on helpless children and timid seniors getting flu, pneumonia and COVID lethal injections.
Well, the good news is that she never called me back. I don't know. She's probably busy strangling cats around the neighborhood or something. :p Seriously, she was NASTY! Anyhow, I had my second physical therapy appointment today. I have another one this Friday, and then three more next week (Lord willing). They are hopeful that my foot will be back to normal by then. Time will tell.
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#34
The things that happen to me are so bizarre that I have often wondered if I was not born merely to provide some sort of comic relief to others; whether physical beings or spiritual beings.

For almost the last 4 1/2 weeks, I have been recovering from a severe foot injury and a badly sprained ankle. I did not even become aware of the ankle injury until recently because it was being masked, in a sense, by my severe foot injury. I started physical therapy last week, and I had a physical therapy session today as well.

So, I just took my daily walk/hobble to my local supermarket to pick up a few groceries. While I was in the checkout line, my phone rang, and it was a friend of mine who spotted me in the supermarket. He is aware of my foot/ankle injury, and he told me to wait for him in the lobby of the supermarket so he could give me a ride home. I thanked him, paid for my groceries, and headed out of the supermarket and into the lobby...and then it happened.

As I was walking into the lobby, I suddenly felt a very bad/sharp pain in my injured foot and ankle. Not once, but twice. When I whirled around to see what had happened, I noticed a young girl, probably only about 12 years old, who was pushing a shopping cart while shopping with her mother. She ran over my injured foot/ankle from behind, not once, but twice, and it got stuck under her shopping cart and twisted, again, not once, but twice.

I mean, are you kidding me?

I was just rejoicing that I did not have to walk home because my friend was going to drive me, and then she ran over my foot/ankle twice from behind, and twisted it rather badly in the process.

I have another appointment with my physical therapist and doctor tomorrow, so we will see if this caused any additional damage or not. I do not know if I should even mention it to them tomorrow because I am collecting workman's comp due to being injured at work, and this happened outside of work. Either way, I was going to be out of work for at least this week anyway, and I already had physical therapy appointments lined up until Friday.

Anyhow, just another day in my unbelievable life. Let me end this post now before a pelican flies in my bedroom window and tries to swallow my foot.
 
#35
The things that happen to me are so bizarre that I have often wondered if I was not born merely to provide some sort of comic relief to others; whether physical beings or spiritual beings.

For almost the last 4 1/2 weeks, I have been recovering from a severe foot injury and a badly sprained ankle. I did not even become aware of the ankle injury until recently because it was being masked, in a sense, by my severe foot injury. I started physical therapy last week, and I had a physical therapy session today as well.

So, I just took my daily walk/hobble to my local supermarket to pick up a few groceries. While I was in the checkout line, my phone rang, and it was a friend of mine who spotted me in the supermarket. He is aware of my foot/ankle injury, and he told me to wait for him in the lobby of the supermarket so he could give me a ride home. I thanked him, paid for my groceries, and headed out of the supermarket and into the lobby...and then it happened.

As I was walking into the lobby, I suddenly felt a very bad/sharp pain in my injured foot and ankle. Not once, but twice. When I whirled around to see what had happened, I noticed a young girl, probably only about 12 years old, who was pushing a shopping cart while shopping with her mother. She ran over my injured foot/ankle from behind, not once, but twice, and it got stuck under her shopping cart and twisted, again, not once, but twice.

I mean, are you kidding me?

I was just rejoicing that I did not have to walk home because my friend was going to drive me, and then she ran over my foot/ankle twice from behind, and twisted it rather badly in the process.

I have another appointment with my physical therapist and doctor tomorrow, so we will see if this caused any additional damage or not. I do not know if I should even mention it to them tomorrow because I am collecting workman's comp due to being injured at work, and this happened outside of work. Either way, I was going to be out of work for at least this week anyway, and I already had physical therapy appointments lined up until Friday.

Anyhow, just another day in my unbelievable life. Let me end this post now before a pelican flies in my bedroom window and tries to swallow my foot.

In all sincerity, ouch 🤕
 
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keepingthingsreal

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#37
I had another physical therapy appointment this morning, and workman's comp pays for a Lyft driver to take me back and forth to my appointments.

Here are a couple of photos of the car of the Lyft driver who picked me up this morning.

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This man is definitely not ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

Gee, I wonder what/who we talked about on our 45 minute ride?

:unsure: