{"id":26001,"date":"2016-12-01T00:01:19","date_gmt":"2016-12-01T08:01:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/barbarafalconernewhall.com\/?p=26001"},"modified":"2016-12-01T00:01:19","modified_gmt":"2016-12-01T08:01:19","slug":"broken-ankle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/broken-ankle\/","title":{"rendered":"One Broken Ankle, and Two Lives Grind to a Halt. Or, Why You Should Definitely Stop and Tie That Loose Shoelace"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I rented a hospital bed to set up in the den, the room with the biggest TV. It’s not far from bathroom and kitchen. Jon’s non-injured leg was weakened by polio, so he needs that\u00a0wheelchair\u00a0and knee walker to get around. Photo by Barbara Newhall<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

By Barbara Falconer Newhall<\/em><\/p>\n

Jon’s got a broken ankle — and a torn deltoid ligament. Life has ground to a halt for him. And for me. The orthopedic surgeon who stitched the ligament back in place says absolutely no weight is to be put on that foot for at least four weeks, maybe six — well into and past the holiday season.<\/p>\n

Jon gets around with a wheelchair\u00a0and a knee walker. But he doesn’t go very far. That means I’ve been\u00a0doing a lot of running around since that fateful evening when — we think — Jon\u00a0stepped on his own shoelace at a family dinner and yanked his foot so hard trying to get it loose that he\u00a0broke one bone and displaced another.<\/p>\n

Big life lesson: if you notice that your shoelace is untied, stop and tie it.<\/p>\n

My Life With His Broken Ankle<\/h5>\n

I’m not spending much time at my computer these days. Hardly any\u00a0writing. Not much emailing. I’m doing more important things. Like fetching a bottle of cabernet and a wine glass for Jon. Taking him stamps and envelopes so he can pay bills. Helping him search for his cell phone, which keeps disappearing\u00a0under the covers of the hospital bed I’ve rigged up for him in the den. Doing the chores that Jon normally does. The\u00a0grocery shopping. The cooking.<\/p>\n

Soooo. If you experience\u00a0radio silence on this blog over\u00a0the next few weeks, it’s because I’m doing my wifey thing. I’m taking care of my husband. That means I’m exhausted. And grumpy. I shout at my husband a lot. Sometimes he just thanks\u00a0me for doing stuff for him. Sometimes\u00a0he shouts back. That’s how it works when one person is laid up and the other is frazzled. Just so you know.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, keep your shoelaces tied.<\/p>\n

More\u00a0Jon stories at “Would My Husband Like to Add My Name to His?”<\/a>\u00a0And, “Will Our Kids Grow Up to Be Cheaters?”<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n

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Jon chose a periwinkle blue cast for his broken ankle. Photo by Barbara Newhall<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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I’m doing my wifey thing. My husband has a broken ankle and I’m taking care of him. That means I’m exhausted. And grumpy. Read more.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":26008,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[1830,34,1831,1234,1832,29,1614,55,963],"class_list":["post-26001","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-my-changing-family","tag-broken-ankle","tag-dont-miss","tag-foot","tag-health","tag-illness","tag-jon","tag-medical","tag-family-stories","tag-shoes"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26001","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26001"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26001\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26001"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26001"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/server.stagingweb3.net\/barbarafalconernewhall\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26001"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}