one horrid week

Well after 18.36 miles last Sunday my foot finally gave in.
On Monday it was hurting, but I thought that was just because of the long road run on Sunday. I could hardly walk on it on Monday all day and phoned to make an appointment at the doctor's. I also made an appointment with the physio at the gym (Clare) for Tuesday.
The doctor thought it might be fractured and send me for an xray. When I went to physio she also suggested it might be fractured and added that I should go to A & E straight away to have it xray'd and not to wait for an appointment. I went straight from there to A & E and was seen more or less straight away (lucky) The specialist nurse who saw me sent me for an xray and then confirmed that it looked like a small fracture of the 5th metatarsal. I went to the fracture clinic on Thursday and the consultant said he couldn't see a fracture!! Where to go from here? Panic started to set in and he said he would send for a bone scan for me. The soonest date is 23rd march!!! nearly 3 weeks away!!! By that time it will have healed anyway so what's the point? I may as well let some other poor bugger have the appointment.
So here I am totally depressed, unable to run because I don't know if it's fractured or not and doing my best to stay reasonably fit and healthy. Then I thought I'm not going to stand for this!! So I phoned xray and asked if they could give me another one to double check, phoned the doctor for another green card and they gave me another appt on Friday the 13th at 8.45am. At least if I get another opinion I'll feel happier about it although still in doubt.
So what have I been doing? Well I was told that I could swim, use the bike and the rower and the resistance machines, but definately no weight bearing until the results of the scan/xray come through so every day I've been down at the gym doing just that. I've also rooted out an old callanetics video which I used years ago and found very good for toning. I'd recommend it to anyone if you can keep stand the slowness of the exercises.
I've also hired a lovely automatic car because I'm not insured to drive a manual transmission one at a fairly reasonable (but still expensive) cost. At least I can get about.
The other gripe is that I have to stay off work yet again. I think the head's getting fed up with me always being off for one thing or another. I don't want to be off work. I hate being stuck at home all the time and would much rather be in work even though the kids can be little scrotes at times. I like them really.
Well for anyone unfortunate enough to have read all of this my apologies but I needed to get it all off my chest.
I've got a fracture boot on my left leg and I'm fed up.
I hope I can post something a little more uplifting next time. If anyone reading this has any suggestions I'd be more than grateful for them. Meanwhile the FLM is in abeyance. I reckon Paula Radcliffe's dropped out because there'll be no competition left if I defer till next year ;)