#bad ankle

[vegan-slothbabe]

I’m a clumsy fool. Rolled my bad ankle hard to say. Blacked out during the fall. My phone was thrown three feet away from me. My palm is bruised from the impact. My left leg is scarped and bruised from hell. Fuck. This is the ankle I had surgery on. Full ligament repair, bone removal, bone shavin and bone repair. Mmmmm fuck.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

Instead of making the dough for a pie crust, I spent half an hour in the rain trying to run. “Trying” being the key word.

In the morning, having time before calling Mom but things keeping me from all the useful things to do, I decided to walk in the drizzle to see if any more persimmons had fallen. There weren’t any, and my ankle hurt, but at least it was a walk on an otherwise “indoor stuff” day.

On the way back I heard sirens. Naturally I did what comes natural if you live where sirens aren’t an everyday occurrence. I rushed to get where I could see across the field, and because of the timing I would need to run.

And I discovered I can’t run anymore.

I used to be able to run. Back when I did three hour walks I ended up cutting them to 1 1/2hrs by running part of the woods. I’d run out of sheer enthusiasm, like “racing” a deer across the field and laughing at myself for it. And, of course, in any emergency I’d run. After my father, brother, and spent hours stuck in a rip, I was the one that ran way up the beach to get Pop’s asthma medicine while everyone else just stood looking worried. I never thought about it much.

Not to say I actually liked running. My body was never designed for it. I’d discovered on those woods runs the big boob chaffing happens even in a good sports bra and that my bad knee could lock up mid stride, sending me crashing down. I eventually got so it was too little fun to keep at it.

I COULD run. If I had to. And I did.

But this was before I started wearing ankle braces, maybe eight years ago now. And before my feet got so turned over it’s like walking ankle. And before the ankle brace gave me the sore place I’ve had since May. And before my bad knee got so it was locking up even in bed.

Honestly it makes sense I couldn’t run, when you think about it.

Trying to run felt shockingly wrong. My body wasn’t moving right. I was twisting this way and that, hunching, tossing myself to land flat with a thud, bending my legs to cushion the impact….

Well, of course I was! The way my feet and ankles are now nothing lines up! My knee isn’t just in danger of going, but feels it. I’ve noticed how weird I walk for years now, calling it hobbling on my bad days. Why would I be able to run?

Yet it was a shock. I hadn’t properly tried to run in over a year, and now I simply couldn’t. It wasn’t that running hurt, it was my body refusing to cooperate with the motion required.

Of course this meant during my first free time in the day I had to make myself try running.

I went out to Ryoga’s in the rain and started trying. My pig came out of his house, and was baffled to see me doing this strange attempt at a run up and down the side of his lot. I’d run as hard as I could, then stop a moment (panting) while I contemplated what I had done. And then I would run back. Ryoga at first thought it was a game, then seemed to think something was wrong, then settled for “laughing” at me.

Well, I can say that each try at running got better. I felt my weight shifting a bit. I can’t do anything about the inflexible ankle braces, but I was landing a bit better, my leg with the bad knee twisting less, going further with each stride.

Maybe I can get the hang of running by working around my body’s difficulties. I need to be able to run in an emergency. I mean, I hate the idea that during an alien invasion I wouldn’t even be able to run away.

So now, despite not even liking running, I am obsessed with running.

Come on, let me at least be able to out race your classic slow zombie!

[geekandbooknerd]

So... This happened haha

I'm extremely accident prone when it comes to this ankle and a little accident earlier... My knees have finally settled down too thanks to painkillers and rest, only to have this to happen!

Unfortunately, I have to go into work tomorrow which will be bloody fun! But... I'm back to feeling sorry for myself again.

Waiting for the doctor or nurse to phone me back from 111. Definitely not broken as I can move and walk on it but something happened.

Ugh, I need a new body or to be put on the scrap heap!

Wheres Mark Rowley/Chris Evans/Sebastian Stan/Tom Hiddleston/Alex Hogh Andersen when you need them?! 😭😭 (not that I'd ever get them but still!)

[i-am-the-agonist]

Since the ankle is still bothering me, I'm gonna be working on asks and drafts this evening. Feel free to come bother me since I'll be on bed rest for the remainder of the night!

[lex-0710]

Well, crying myself to sleep tonight cause of this stupid pain!!

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

Great, I got up and now not only am I cold, I’ve gone lame!

I can’t take a step without starting to go over in pain, and I couldn’t stop laughing about it. Mom didn’t find it funny. I said I was just defective. She said, no you are just put together wrong. I am not sure of the difference! LOL

I touched Mom and she gasped at my cold hands. You could be used for making ice cream! 

So if you are waiting to hear from me...I’ve got to go try to get these fingers thawed out before they snap off writing! :)

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

Time to run a test on my ankle. Not long ago I accidentally put both braces on one foot (look, I was REALLY tired!) and it actually seemed to help. Since I could barely walk by the end of yesterday, I decided today to do it on purpose. So I found a mostly worn out old one to put over my usual one.

So far...well, it hurts but a different way! LOL But I think I will go for a little walk, see how that goes, then see what happens when I take it off.

Stupid feet!

[spooky-squats]

Ankle is acting up today so only did challenges. Been a really off/stressful week. Probably won't make it back to the gym til Wednesday.