The Boot

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Boot photoAlmost forty years ago, a wartime drama film, “Das Boot,” was released to movie theaters. It took place on a German submarine during WWII.  Das Boot actually translates from German as: the boat.  However, in my case, I am interpreting the literal English meaning: the boot–you know, for a foot.

Yes, the boot has come into my life. Although I don’t anticipate a submarine attack from my particular one, its arrival has similarities. It was stealthy, unexpected, and out of nowhere.

It started a few weeks ago when I was returning a rental car at the airport.  While walking to the pickup area to catch my Uber ride, I failed to see that my narrow sidewalk–with rental cars whizzing by on each side–took one step down.  Yep, one step down is how I went–horizontally!  Long story short, I broke my fifth metatarsal bone in not one but two places.  Hence, “the boot.”

That minor misstep has cut me down.  The boot, upon which I am dependent to get around along with an attendant cane, has ruled my life for several weeks now. It dictates where I go, how fast I go, and how often I go.  Lacing up the six, mean looking Velcro straps of the contraption alone wears me out.  However, I must do so several times a day for foot icing, showering, and sleeping.

Friends from out of town visited for a get-together we had planned months earlier.  I had to alter my plans to go out and about with them and to travel for a few days after they stayed in my home.  I knew I couldn’t do the walking, hiking, hill climbing, stair stepping, metro riding, etc., so I begrudgingly opted to stay put as they departed.

So many unforeseen mishaps change our plans, routines, trajectories.  Most people have had their own version of “the boot.”  It commands your undivided attention while everything else is put on hold.

How do we survive a case of “the boot”?  It’s not easy; it clips your wings.  However, we must survive and carry on.  I’m doing a lot of staying in/sitting down stuff:  busy work that has been on hold for months, phone calling, clearing out my overloaded email box, mending clothes…  Actually, it feels good to get a handle on mundane things that have been relegated to the back burner and gotten out of hand.

Try to make the best of your downtime.  What other choice do you have?  And remember, be careful–it’s dangerous out there, folks–sigh!


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5 responses to “The Boot

  1. Sheila Sauber

    Oy…unfortunately I know the boot from years ago. Now I know “taping broken toe to healthy toe “ for 2 months now. Glad not To have Boot because I have one pair of Dansko sandals I wear every day. I will probably wear them for another month because the dr now says it is a bad break. Oh well…could have been worse. I guess we have old bones….but we’re not old! XO Sheila


    • Yeah, never old, just experienced:-) So sorry about your toe; the foot and its appendages will get ya every time:-(

      • I wish I could blame it on somebody else. It was my own fault, however, I was in a hurry, in a stressful situation, and wasn’t looking where I was walking. It’s hard to tune out all the noise and pay attention.

  2. sending you my best that you’re well soon 🙂

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