Well – tomorrow’s the biggee!
Time for my 6-week check-up at the Fracture Clinic.
Good news – I no longer hobble. Or even limp. The bone soreness is still there but the grotesque elephant-man swelling is gone. The outline of the tendons can be seen. The OAP-style bloating of the ankle has vanished too.
And I’ll be honest with you, when they said six weeks I couldn’t really envisage any improvement whatsoever.
But there has been a coming-to-terms-with-the-situation – or acceptance – and you’ll have gathered I’m a pretty impatient person.
In “The Lore Of Running”, Tim Noakes, MD, says; “Finally, after some months (!), the athletes learn to accept their injuries and to modify their ambitions to accommodate the inadequacies of the mortal body.
“When this occurs, the athletes are likely to be over the injuries.” (My italics)
So is Time really the great healer?
There is still plenty of work to be done regarding this foot – very much a Work In Progress. And plenty more to go on this Blog.
Now I just need to know I’ve got the right questions for when I finally get to see the doctor!
- How can I know if the bone has healed?
- What physiotherapy will I need? (So far I’ve been offered nothing at all)
- Do I need to keep wearing the shoe?
- What advice on exercise? When can I start doing it again – eg – running, guerrillas, high impact.
- What are the chances of this injury happening again?
I just want, above all, to be treated as if this injury, small though it is, is not inconsequential.
Okay it’s not life-threatening. I can still work.
I just want some acknowledgement of the impact it’s had on my life. As if I haven’t imagined the whole thing.
The one thing I really don’t want right now is disillusionment.
Once again – watch this space.