Yup! I got to go back to work this week! I am doing some office work for my Dad in addition, but that’s a lot less stairs and standing.
It felt so good to get back to working with my amazing clients and I survived my first day back. My foot didn’t start bothering me until I was done my last client. Now the train ride, and waiting for the train was another story. When I got down to the platform, I saw that all the seats were taken and my foot was really hurting at that point. It took me a second to realize why no one was paying me any attention. I wasn’t wearing my boot. (I don’t think I need to put a pic of it up again. It’s big, gray, bulky, and I felt like a peg leg pirate walking in it.) When I wore my boot, I got more attention and help, like opening doors etc., then when I was pregnant all three times combined.
Since April 20th, I have been either in a splint or an air cast. For the past two weeks, my shoes have actually MATCHED. Today, the Ortho said that if all goes well, my next appointment in two weeks will be the last one. Sure, I can still have pain and swelling for up to a year but the bones are healed. It’s all soft tissue (muscles, tendons, etc) to get back to “normal”. I am so thrilled to be getting back to my life that seemed to stop over two months ago.
While I was on the couch and unable to work, I decided to do one thing I haven’t done since 2008 when I started massage school. I grew my nails out. As a massage therapist, I need to keep my nails short or else I risk scratching the client. That would be bad. To be honest, the last few weeks of my convalescence, my nails were really beginning to drive me crazy. I had trouble typing and I was constantly having to file them to keep them from breaking. But, they were long, except for the three that broke.
See, I told you they were long. The night before I went back to work, I broke out the nail clippers and file. But before I began clipping away, I measured my nail. The longest nail (the middle finger on my left hand) was over a half an inch! I don’t think my nails have ever been that long with the exception for when I had my nails done for my wedding.
I kind of felt sad as I cut off my nails but I reminded myself of all the times I wanted to just hack them off and that made it a bit better.
So that is what my nails pretty much look like now. It was an interesting diversion while my bones mended. I hope to never be laid up like that again but at least I had some interesting things to attempt to keep me busy.