Mommy Brain

…because I sprained my ankle Friday night. Again. Actually, it’s the other ankle.

The week was going pretty well. Busy, but that’s normal. Tuesday night I went to my first Weight Watchers meeting, and when they weighed me I had lost nine pounds since six weeks ago at my doctor’s office. The swimming must be working, which is encouraging. I thought the meeting was boring, but I enjoyed seeing the three ladies from Kevin’s office who have been doing WW for the last eight months and have lost 40, 50, and 60 pounds, respectively. I’m doing the Flex Plan, which requires you to count points, but lets you eat normal food. Basically the points system teaches you what normal portion sizes are. I’m cautiously optimistic.

Then Friday at work Kevin got a raise. Not huge, but big enough to cover the cost of my weekly WW meetings and then some. We’re considering getting “channels” back, as the kids call it. We haven’t had cable in two years, and have done fine since my parents have the same tastes as us and record what they watch for us. (Lost, NCIS, Commander in Chief, Invasion. And our antenna picks up Fox, so I was able to watch American Idol and we love House.) Kevin has been missing Discovery Channel and The History Channel, though, and I’d love for the kids to have Animal Planet again. We’re considering going the satellite/Tivo route. That way the kids won’t ever have to flip channels (going past MTV, VH-1, E! and the like); they can choose their shows off the menu that Mommy has previously okayed and recorded for them. Anyone out there have Tivo or the like? What do you think, is it worth it?

Anyway, after dinner Friday night, Kevin headed up to the local soccer field to take pictures of our friend’s son’s team. I headed downstairs to the computer to work on a writing assignment, happily munching on a Weight Watchers ice cream sandwich (yummy, lowfat, and only 2 points!) and misjudged the bottom of the stairs. By two steps. I came down hard, my ankle gave way with a nasty crunching sound, and I ended up flat on my back in the storage room. I then proceeded to panic, because the pain was excruciating and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get up, and Kevin wasn’t home and the kids were playing outside loudly and were unable to hear me. Long story short, I managed to pull myself upright and Kevin came home to find me crying with the pain. After icing it for an hour and taking four ibuprofen and still no relief, I called my mom and she took me to the ER. Nothing broken, just a bad sprain. They gave me an air cast — a splint that I step into and fasten around my calf with velcro. It keeps my ankle perfectly straight so I’m not able to injure it again. With my track record, that’s a good thing.

They instructed me to stay off it for the weekend and ice it every 2-3 hours. So I had lots of time to read and work on my next Bible study lesson. It’s much better today, and I’m alternating between hobbling around for awhile and then putting it up for awhile. Bible study tomorrow, thank goodness I don’t have to stand to teach!

That’s what my weekend was like. How about yours?