But if I did, I’d tell you someone up there is looking out for me.
Today I had a roundup appointment at the fracture clinic. Hold your horses people. The results are in:
NO TORN LIGAMENTS
NO SURGERY NEEDED
Excuse me while I throw myself a mini dance party! (Just kidding, I can’t dance RN – but still, lets take a moment to be grateful).
Now that’s all over, what does this mean for me? Well here’s the basics. It’s a really, truly horrific ankle sprain, but there’s no torn ligament and no breaks. Not a whistle. I’ve done some pretty bad damage, and it’s gonna take a long time to heal. I’m on a rehab programme that will have me gradually returning to walking over the next three weeks, and combining in swimming, cycling, yoga, pilates and strength training.
The main takeaway is I won’t be back to running at 100% for 4-6 months. That’s pretty crap. However, the physio has told me that this is a very conservative estimate, and that I may be able to run carefully and tentatively in around 12 weeks; it’ll just take me longer to get back to where I used to be.
I could get angry and frustrated that I’ll lose fitness, or that I was hitting some really good training paces just before the fall that ended it all. But really, is that gonna do me any good? I’m all for moaning and getting frustrated and rallying against the universe, but honestly it’s in my best interests to be positive right now. I have two (almost) working legs; the rest of my body is healthy (touch wood), and the news I got today was pretty much the best way to ring in the new year.
That’s where I’m at, folks!
Please send positive vibes my way!
Lots of love,