Suffice to say that after two months and 702 miles of trails, along with several rolled ankles and a couple of falls, I wasn't prepared for stepping on medium sized igneous rock in Show Low.
While throwing tree trimmings into a trailer I stepped directly on a rock with the mid-sole of my foot and heard a pop! That was followed immediately with pain that stopped me in my tracks for a few seconds. I continued to walk, albeit gingerly, and completed several chores before I took a break. The next thing I did sealed the deal - I attempted to put the awning out on the trailer using a footstool to get up high enough to grab the strap. I stepped on the edge of the stool and rolled off onto the side of my injured foot. No popping, but damn did that hurt!!!
Research into foot injuries told me that it wasn't likely broken, but it still hurt and was turning colors. When Betsy got back I iced it and took an aspirin. Later in the evening we talked about having it checked out in the morning as it wasn't feeling any better.
The doctor says that it's likely a sprain. He sees no broken bones, but he's sending the X-Rays to a radiologist who should call later today. Then he gave me a shot to reduce the swelling. If there is a stress fracture it won't show up on the X-Rays for several days, so if by Tuesday it's not feeling better I'll have to have it X-Rayed again! Of course I have a PT appointment on Tuesday to look into that foot - I guess I'll have to cancel.
My bigger worry is that I won't be able to get back on the trail on June 15th. That will delay my return even longer! I guess I should be thankful that I'm not wearing a cast, but, gosh darn, what a horrible way to get off trail.
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