I think I’m finally reaching the tipping point of my broken leg journey.
I won’t call it a “breaking” point because I’ve already managed that, but, it’s an experience that’s weighing heavily on me as Christmas looms on the horizon.
And while I know and understand all of the delays and moving goalposts have been to make sure I’m healing properly – they’ve gotten frustrating.
I’m slated to hopefully get a tall walking boot and leave the world of leg casts in my rearview mirror this Friday.
I know I may have mentioned it happening sometime before, but my doctor has been overly cautious given my past history with my right ankle and the ligament damage I incurred when I broke my fibula.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful that this doctor has taken the time to make sure I’m making progress and keeping me on track to get back on my feet.
But, I’m so ready to wear socks again and keep my toes from freezing this weekend.
After all, there aren’t that many options available when you’re stuck in a cast and the weather takes a turn to line up for a chilly Christmas.
At this point, I’m just hoping we don’t get any more precipitation – rain or snow!
I could barely handle the cold front that swept through in November and know that I won’t leave my bed much if something similar happens again.
Or, well, at least if I’m stuck in another cast.
A walking boot allows me more freedom when it comes to picking out clothes – not just wearing socks to protect my toes, but also the option to wear jeans and have more access to the rest of my wardrobe.
Plus, a walking boot allows me to get out and experience more!
I mean, I’ve been making appearances at big events in the past few weeks, but I’m getting a little stir-crazy at home all day.
I know that my mom is eager to hear when I can be cleared to drive myself again and not have to act as my chauffeur.
She’s already told me several times that she misses how I kept her Jeep filled with gas and ran all of her errands!
Speaking of my mom, as much as I poke fun at her in my column, she really is my biggest supporter and I love her the most.
She’s pretty much the only constant in my life and I know that even if we’re irritating each other on press deadline days, we’ll still have each other’s backs when the time calls for it.
Christmastime and other traditional holidays just reinforce how grateful I am to have her in my life and to be her daughter.
My mom always pushes for her children to be the best they can be and moves Heaven and Earth to help out when she can.
And I know that not a lot of people are as fortunate to have that kind of relationship with their parents as I have.
I just hope that they get to experience the peace, joy, and love that’s infused into this holiday season anyway.
