Broken

By now, it’s very likely you’ve heard that I broke my ankle in 2 places on Monday.

I was heading down the stairs with an empty laundry basket. I was completely distracted by all the kids playing around outside and I was listening to my friend and my neighbor’s conversation. Now, I’m a stair counter. It doesn’t matter if I’ll never go up or down that flight of stairs ever again, I’m counting them. It’s just what I do. Except on Monday. I was not paying attention, thought I was at the bottom and stepped out rather than down. Turns out I still had 2-3 more stairs before I got to the bottom.

An ankle break might not seem like much of a big deal, but let me assure you it is. It’s my right ankle so driving is completely out. I’m on crutches for who knows how long. It’s impossible to carry anything when using crutches. I can’t make my morning coffee and carry it to my desk. I’ve had to change they way I do that. I have a bag that I can carry and my stainless steel travel mugs are completely leak proof. So I make my coffee in that, pop it in the bag and swing my way to my desk. Simple things like getting to the restroom and getting dressed and sleeping are now a big challenge for me.

I’ve been pretty weepy the past few days and I’ve been trying to figure out what my problem is exactly. It’s a broken ankle, not the end of the world. I’ll be able to walk again. I’ll be able to do all the things I could do on Monday before I fell. What EXACTLY was my problem?

I’ve pin pointed a few issues, but the biggest is the feeling that I lost my job. I’m a stay at home mom and my job is to keep the house running. I simply can’t do that right now. I can’t cook, make my daughter’s bowl of cereal the way I normally do, do laundry… I can go on and on, but the heart of the matter is I can’t do my job for a while. And that makes me feel bad.

I’ll be back at the orthopedist’s office on Tuesday. Should there be anything to report, I’ll be back then.

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Jen Tucker

I'm a wife, mother of three and stay at home mom. I consider myself blessed to have such a wonderful network of friends and family around me. It may not be large, but it's an important one. I look forward to sharing my stories with you, and it is my hope that I can bring a smile to your heart as you read.

2 thoughts on “Broken”

  1. Jen, Kelly told me about your broken ankle. I am so sorry and I hope you don’t need surgery. I broke my ankle and I remember how hard it was for me and I didn’t have any children to take care of.

    Take it a day at a time and get the kids to help out. You’ve taken care of them all their life and it’s their turn to take care of you. You’re continuing your mom role in teaching them to help others.

    Get well soon.

    Nancy

  2. Hi Jen – This stinks! There’s nothing quite like losing your mobility. Being sick in bed, breaking an arm – these can’t compare. As you know, Elizabeth has been on a walker since mid-October. She can use a cane if she holds on to someone else. Yet, with three kids under 13, she never lost her “job” of running the household. I think you’ll be surprised just how much you can do with a few modifications to your routine. One of the first things I did was start using the kids to help with everything – even things they never helped with before. Ramping up their responsibilities helped a lot, and of course I had to do more than my part as well. Something clicked inside of me when she could no longer do things on her own, and I’m sure this will happen with Jason as well. It took a week or so, and then I realized that I didn’t mind her asking me to do just about everything for her – fetch that sock from the chair that is only six feet away, fill her water cup for her every night before we go to bed, etc. We just do what we have to do to keep the house running and I’m sure you folks will as well.

    Don’t be afraid of feeling blue about your condition – that’s a natural part of accepting it. Hang in there, and please let me know if we can do anything for you folks.

    Tom and family

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