Oh yeah - you rest and elevate your foot!

Today has been wasted on my stupid ankle. We went to the doctor's this morning and we waited 45 minutes before the doctor saw me. I really like my doctor - technically she's a physician's assistant. I feel like the office needs to give me 45 minutes of sanity back - because trying to keep a 2 year old entertained in a waiting room is not fun. At least she entertained the other patient and the pharmacy rep, by twirling around with her eyes closed. I kept picturing her knocking herself out on the corner of the table, but at least we were at the doctors. My ankle is sprained. I'm to take prescription strength Alleve and had to buy an ankle brace. Just by missing a step I've had to shell out $50 in co-pays, prescriptions, and ankle accessories.

After dropping off the prescription and being told that Eckerd does not carry ankle braces - I looked up and saw that Child was no where near me. As panicked filled me up, I found her in the diaper aisle. When I went to get her, she ran away. It's not easy to chase a kid while you are hobbling along. When I caught up with her I gave her a pinwheel to occupy herself and promised her a viewing of Strawberry Shortcake if she would sit with me at the pharmacy area. After trying to get her to walk with me, Child went limp. I tried to drag her and she let go and laid on the floor. We finally got to the waiting area and sat down for two seconds before she was out of her chair, picking up the curtesy phone and trying to call Hong Kong. After wrestling the phone away from her my prescription was finally ready. I was so frusterated with her, I felt like I was going to be featured in the nightly news for being caught on the Eckerd security camera for beating my child. I didn't hit her - but I sure thought about it - a lot and in detail.

If it wasn't for the presciption label warning me that my liver would explode in a million pieces if I took alcohol with the meds I'd be drinking a Miller Lite right now.