For the second time this summer, I have sprained an ankle, which means that I am once again being told to stay home and ice my foot while it is propped up on pillows. While I am lucky in that I have multiple spaces in my living room where I can set up shop with my pillows, ice, gadgets, and books, I have learned a few things about myself while (literally) sitting around doing not much of anything:
- I don’t actually sit still for all that long. Sure, my job and hobbies involve a lot of sitting in front of a computer, but I get up a lot to move around, get a drink, whatever. Not being able to do that drives me a bit crazy.
- While I’m good at offering help to other people, I hate asking for help.
- Pain makes me whiny.
- Health care in this country is beyond messed up. I have good insurance and still had a $50 copay for urgent care — NOT the emergency room. Apparently my insurance only allows one to go to the emergency room if one is about to die. For everything else, you head to urgent care, which is open 8 a.m. – 2 p.m. on weekends. I hurt my foot yesterday afternoon around 4 p.m., so got to wait for 16 hours before I could see a doctor. And remember, that’s with good insurance.
- I really do love my job. I may complain about it often, but the thought of missing the first day of class makes me truly unhappy.
On the last point — I’m torn on what to do. On the one hand, I have never missed the first day of class. Ever. On the other hand, all the medical advice I’ve received/tracked down on the web says I should avoid putting weight on my foot for 24-48 hours. Even with crutches, I’m bound to put more weight on the foot if I go in than if I stay home. Since I’m teaching a first year seminar this fall, I’m especially conscious about being a good role model, which to me includes not modeling workaholic type behavior. Thoughts? If you were in my shoes (and be glad you’re not at the moment!), would you cancel class or head in?