Lanea Sitting Still
Posted by Lanea on Saturday, December 23rd, 2006
So, I know that we Westerners have a screwed up, Cliff’s Notes understanding of Karma. And I generally try to rise above that overly-simplified, craptastic view of karma. But you know what? Instant Karma is going to get you. It got me. Well, maybe my longstanding relationship with Clumsy got me. Something sure got me . . . maybe I should blame gravity. Or the sun–I generally blame the sun–and it is ultimately responsible for gravity, and we were quite close to the sun, in cosmic terms, on the Solstice.
I mentioned that I had bought four pairs of expensive shoes, and I only "needed" one pair? Well, that was nonsense. I didn’t need that pair–I just loved them and wanted to keep them. No problem, right? I earned the money, I wanted the shoes, I do give to charity and try to accomplish positive things in my life, and I normally buy only one or two pairs of shoes a year, so it’s not like I’m competing with Imelda Marcos. I wore the new shoes to work on the Solstice and was alternately loving them (and their name and their little lovely spirals and recycled soles and veggie-tanned leather) and feeling a bit guilty for keeping them . . . and then they kicked my ass. I twisted my ankle badly while wearing them, and heard a terrible sound, and got to spend a bunch of time getting X-rays and trying to get a doctor to help me out. Doctors don’t like to work over extended holiday weekends, you know. They really don’t. And radiologists don’t prescribe pain meds. Guh.
Nothing is broken, my ankle will heal up . . . but I think I’ve turned against my favorite new shoes right after acquiring them. They should apologize to me. And bake me cookies. And knit me some socks.
The triple-moral of this story is buy less, give more to charity, and be careful when you’re wearing clogs, because a sprain in clogs is worse than a sprain in thinner-soled shoes. Now excuse me, I must return to my knitting, my reading, my pets, and my radio.
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I’m really just asking for it, you know. I love clogs. I wear them through all of the colder months (sock-wearing weather, I call it) unless there’s messy snow on the ground. I’m a clutz. I twist my ankle wearing them all the time, but thus far have proven to have exceptionally strong ankles made of possibly some titanium-like substance. (Perhaps a bit of hubris, too?) But my sister had a shoe-related incident last year in which she nostalgically bought the Dr. Scholls slides that were so cool when she was a kid that Mom never let us have and promptly went out and severely broke her foot while wearing them. She was in various types of casts over a period of many months and had three surgeries. What does it tell you about me that my current shoe obsession reminds me of a clog version of those Dr. Scholls shoes? And that now I’m finding myself charmed by the shoes that did you in?
Anyway, don’t let your ankle ruin your holiday. Make everyone wait on you hand and foot, eat lots of good food and soak up the love. Merry Christmas!
Oh no! I hope you’re able to heal fast, at least.
(Speaking as someone who was also just made karma’s bitch? Yeah. I’m going to try to not mess with karma for a while. Stay off her radar as best I can, for as long as I can. Dayamn.)
Oh crap! Sorry for the swear word…
Sounds like my nose experience.
Are you ok? Not broken a knitting finger or anything essential?!? 😉
Well on the bright side (groan) you get to sit and knit the holiday 🙂
Merry Christmas and Happy (hic) Hogmanay!
JudyMac
It couldn’t have been those shoes with such a great name (that I couldn’t pronounce if my life depended on it) it was a crack in the sidewalk or slippery floors in the building or something – not those wonderful shoes.
Seriously instead of karma I think the universe is just trying to get you to slow down a bit even if it has to hurt you – I bet if you think about it there were signs that you should have listened to earlier – right??
Let everyone wait on you – enjoy the holiday and heal up. 😀
Ouch! Sorry to hear that!
Just stopping by to say “oy!” Sorry you’re hurting, dear.
Ouch! Heal quickly and completely, okay?!
Oh, sweetie. That hurts. I sprained my ankle badly about 20 years ago, and I still remember how much it hurt. Take care of yourself!
Now now, it’s not instant Karma, it’s a new shoe and it happens in 20 dollar tennies. My DMIL knows, I know, probably even the evil Imelda knows. heehee. I hope you are feeling better and I’m glad you are back on line and blogging. I love to see what you are up to. Take care, get well fast and forgive the shoes.
Oh my stomach just churned reading that. I know what that sound sounds like. All the hair is standing up on my neck.
And while you may keep the shoes if you must, get them blessed or something so they don’t have bad ankle karma forever. They’re too pretty to be evil.
I’m so sorry – Traumeel on the afflicted limb post haste. Ice, arnica, Traumeel and a little medicinal whisky for you.
Oh dear! And those are really great shoes, too. I agree with Juno – wave some sage, do a little dance, chant a little chant, whatever it takes to make them wearable and curse-free.