After an excruciating ten miles in the morning, I made it to Silverwood Lake. At that point I was close to a major highway and had cell reception, so I gave my mom a call with a rundown of the situation. After receiving her counsel, I decided that I needed to go see a doctor. I called up my uncle from San Clemente, who was luckily available to give me a ride.
As I waited for him and my grandparents to arrive, I did some self-diagnosing on the internet and speculated that I might have had a stress fracture. About a week later, after some x-rays and an MRI, I was diagnosed with a stress fracture in my Cuboid and Cuneiform, induced by overuse.
At first, my doctor did not believe that I would make it back on the trail that year. But in a later meeting I revealed my latest feasible resumption date of June 1st, and he let me know that I would probably be good to go until then. In the meantime, I could do anything I wanted, as long as it didn't make my foot hurt.
Needless to say, I was extremely bummed about my broken foot, but happy that I would be back on the trail in about a month and a half. I took my rest seriously and started planning to get back on at South Lake Tahoe and head north before coming back down to hike the Sierra Nevada later in the summer.
After this post, there won't be another until June 1st unfortunately. But the trail only became more exciting and entertaining as accumulated mileage, which will be reflected in my upcoming posts. I'm so excited!
Silverwood Lake, chillin' at the Silverwood Lake picnic area: