This Walking Boot ain’t made for walking
Why in the name of sweet fancy Moses do they call this a walking boot? The very name presumes that one will remain ambulatory whilst wearing it.
Instead of calling it a walking boot, perhaps they should’ve gone with the Lumber Along Like Frankenstein boot.
Thursday night during my workout, I forgot the golden rule of strength training exercises: never up your game beyond what your body is prepared to handle because that is the road to injury.
While doing my lower-body exercises on Thursday, I made the genius decision to add two additional reps of frog squats to my routine and clearly, the bones in my feet were not prepared to handle them because I ended up with a stress fracture on the top of my right foot.
Smooth move, Ex-Lax!
Like most stress fractures, this one didn’t announce its presence until Friday when the simple act of walking to the table to eat my egg sandwich ushered in a pain so excruciating, it felt as though someone dropped an anvil on my foot.
The long and short of it is that in my haste to beef up my lower-body workout, I will now have to take several weeks off from my lower-body workout.
Good going, Brain Trust!
Fortunately, someone from church stopped by Friday evening with a walking boot I could borrow, saving me the time, money, and hassle of waiting until Saturday to clear the snow off my car and drive to the medical supply store — all on a fractured foot.
A full-throated thank you to Bob!
His walking boot helps a lot. It really does. It keeps my foot immobilized, preventing me from putting my weight on it or stepping wrong.
At the same time, simple tasks like, oh I don’t know, trying to sit on the toilet, taking the stairs, or carrying a cup of tea to the coffee table, are now pretty challenging.
Maybe I should stop calling it a coffee table since I only drink tea.
I just took a load of laundry to the basement. It took me forever since I was walking backward one step at a time while dragging the laundry basket behind me.
I considered just pushing the basket down the steps and then following behind by scooting down on my ass, but thought the better of it. It occurred to me that if trying to lower myself down onto the toilet is a chore, then trying to sit down on the top step to descend on my butt would be a bridge too far.
If I had employed that kind of forethought before adding two additional reps to my frog squats, then maybe I wouldn’t be in this pickle in the first place.
I’ve discovered that using my cane makes walking in the walking boot a bit easier. But I still lumber like Frankenstein.
My cat Daisy is terrified of the walking boot. Whenever she sees me lumbering toward her, she flees from me the same way Toyko residents flee from Godzilla.
On the upside, I wake up in the morning completely pain-free. Of course, once I get up and start getting dressed, the pain-free moment quickly passes.
This has not been a banner month for Dianny’s right foot. Two weeks ago, I inadvertently dropped a 40-lb plastic tub of cat litter on my big toe. And now I caused a stress fracture.
At least after the cat litter incident, I could still drive and work out. Now, I’m lucky if I can get to the living room without spilling my tea.
I have an update on my Mom. Betty was moved to the floor for long-term care patients and, more importantly, her appetite, the lack of which was a great cause of concern, has returned. Thanks again for all the kind words and prayers for Betty!
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10 thoughts on “This Walking Boot ain’t made for walking”
After six weeks in a “boot” after foot surgery, I learned the important lesson that one should match the height of “boot” sole with other foot’s footwear. I used a hiking boot and alleviated the incredible back pain that had developed from differing sole heights causing the back to twist. I found it quite interesting that doctors and staff never mentioned this during any visit
I think that’s why my cane helps. Using the cane on my left helps balance me out. Without it, I hobble around like a woman wearing only on heel.
Sorry to hear about your injury. Also sorry that I kind of laughed at your description of what you have to do when wearing the boot. I had to look up “frog squat” on YouTube to see what it was. Made my “glutes” sore just watching it.
Glad to hear that you mom has improved.
Frogs squats are the most effective and efficient way to work virtually every muscle in your ass, thighs, and legs (front and back). I love them.
You can buy a strap-on rubber lift spacer to put onto your other shoe. It will make your shoe thicker and balance the hips out when “walking”. I couldn’t deal with a boot without it.
I read “strap-on rubber” and thought this comment was going to head in a radically different direction.
I’m pretty sure the sadist who designed the “walking boot” gets a good chuckle whenever he/she (God forbid I use the wrong gender or pronouns) thinks about someone actually trying to ambulate with one on. Hang in there, and keep using that foot wear from the Spanish Inquisition, as immobilization is key to healing the fracture. Who among us hasn’t overestimated our abilities and become a victim of some variety of the “weekend warrior” syndrome? Having torn my lateral ankle ligament many years ago, which renders the ankle permanently unstable, my incident also took me from the thrill of victory to the agony of de feet. Sorry, I just had to go there, and I won’t give up my day job.
Sorry to hear about your foot problems, Dianny. That thing looks incredibly awkward.
Best of luck to you and to your mom!
When I broke my ankle and leg in two places stepping down the stairs by stepping over a step- yes, I’m a complete klutz-the doctor told me to wear the walking boot even while sleeping and to not walk or do stairs. With two very young a kids and a split level house- washing machine on bottom level, bedrooms on top level, that was a joke. It is impossible to sleep with a boot on your foot, especially when sharing the bed and covers. When I saw him a few weeks later, he was amazed at how quickly the bones had healed and congratulated me on staying off my leg. I so enjoyed telling him the truth, proving once again that doctors don’t know everything. Wishing you a quick and as pain free recovery as possible!
Ouch! That picture brings back plenty of painful memories for me; as a once-upon-a-time soccer player, I’ve had a fair share of breaks (legs, ankles, foot bones) so I will feel your pain, that is when I’m not feeling the weather. You’ve got great determination and grit so I have no doubt your recovery will go well. Really good news to hear your Mom is doing better. Thoughts and prayers coming your way.
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