Over My Shoulder 

Today is the 1st of November 2017.

I’ve been meaning to post an update for some time now, but life has been keeping me pretty occupied since I shed my Sticks of Satan back in March. 

I began my new job….and I love it. It’s not easy sometimes, but I really believe that throwing myself into it actually helped my ankle heal much faster.  I purchased all sorts of ankle supports and a really comfy pair of trainers (Skechers) and again I believe that was a factor in my recovery. 

I’ve had one minor backwards step. We went on holiday in July to Norfolk as we’d planned, and I managed to get down to the beach via the steep steps I feared I’d never negotiate earlier in the year. However, going down in flip flops and not wearing my trusty trainers for walking in meant I pulled several muscles in my ankle and I’m still recovering from that now. Things are improving though, so I’m just making sure that I’m extra careful. There is always an elastic bandage in my bag for if I know I’m going to be on my feet for long periods of time. 

I think the best piece of news I can give you is that I wore heels again the other week albeit for only an hour or so….it felt so wonderful to be free of “sensible” shoes, but I was glad to take them off! 

Looking back I can still remember clearly how difficult those weeks were when I was off my feet. I don’t ever want to go back there again, and as a result stairs do mean a dose of paranoia about being super careful! There are still days when I go up and down the stairs like a toddler….one step at a time. 

So if you’re reading this, and you’re new to the world of ankle/foot injuries just know that you’re far from alone. Take one step (literally) at a time. Always go at your pace.  Take the opportunity to rest and revaluate knowing that this is temporary….this will end.  And know above all that your life WILL be nomal again before you know it.

Thanks to all of you who have shared my journey.

All my Love and best wishes to you xxx

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Reality Check

Week 2.  And a kick up the bum

I really am going to have to do this another way.  I went to the hospital yesterday for my check up. Ankle was found to be in a non-satisfactory position.  Cast was whipped off (well, sawn off with that vibrating circular saw from hell) and my ankle was then moved into a totally new position.  I didn’t swear, I just stuck my top in my mouth and bit down.  After 5 minutes of my foot being held in the new position I didn’t feel the pain anymore….so it’s official….I’m hardcore.  In the grand scheme of things I’m not.  The folks who have hardware in their ankle are hardcore.  I am just so grateful I never had to endure that. I had a new cast to hold my foot, and another x-ray and sent home for another 4 weeks.  The Consultant said that when I go back hopefully the cast can come off and I can go into a boot.

However.  The swelling I have is not good.  And the Nurse picked up on this straight away.  I got a telling off.  And yep, she was right on everything she said, so I’m abandoning my to-do list because this isn’t a race.  I escaped pins and plates by the skin of my teeth and there is nothing to say that in 4 weeks, if my ankle hasn’t repaired well, the decision won’t be made to put pins in then!  And that really would be the end of the world for me.  The bottom line is I’m trying to do too much and I’m not resting enough.  Attempting to load washing machines or trying to live as I did before in any way is not an option as things stand at the moment.  I am still going to attempt to get around the house a bit more BUT in short bursts, and actually not for the next few days at least as I need to get this swelling down.  I’m at the stage evidently (2 weeks in) where the swelling is at its worst, so I really need to behave and be kind to myself.  And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.