September 18, 2008

Injured Reserved

I’m injured and I’m pissed.

I can’t run and I can’t fitness walk.

I have an appointment with my podiatrist tomorrow. I need to get to the bottom of this… it is either my shoes or somehow my plantar fascia is acting up… causing both ankles to swell, but the foot more so.

One of my Mom friends saw my ankle and said, ‘You look like you have the ankles of a pregnant woman!” I replied, “I said that to my husband!”

I did. I walked in the other day and said, “My ankles haven’t looked this big since I was pregnant with Mr. T. Luckily… that’s the only thing that looks pregnant.”

A buddy of mine, a runner, said he was glad it happened now and not in December. It gives me time to figure out what in the hell is going on and then learn how to manage it.

The swelling and pain are down significantly as I do the ice, elevation, advil routine I have come to know so well.

I suspect tomorrow he’ll say, “We need to do ultrasound therapy, ice 3 times a night for 20 minutes per session, 20 off, 20 on, so many milligrams of Advil, so many times a day, let’s wrap the feet and let me see you next week.”

Then he’ll say something about if it doesn’t get better how we’ll do cortisone shots and that’s when we go toe to toe and I tell him no frickin’ way and make up my mind if its not improving, that I just won’t go back.

Very simple.

He and I obviously have a dance.

And he’ll check my orthotics and we’ll talk about my shoes, which I am taking with me to the appointment, and we’ll go from there.

I’m living in a pair of Birks right now.

Honestly, I’m not a very good patient. I’m rather obstinate and I want to know the WHYs of EVERYTHING and if I don’t like the answer, I do my own thing. I like this guy though, or I’d not be going back.

I consider this whole thing just a blip. I WILL get to the bottom of it and I WILL get past it. I’ve been training on my bike the last two days to keep my cardio up. I suspect I’ll be doing the same thing tomorrow as well.

I told my boss, “I have had too many people donate. I believe in this cause too much. I WILL make it over that damn finish line, if I have to do it on my daggum hands.”

His reply? “Of that… I have no doubt.” And he grinned.


Posted by Boudicca at September 18, 2008 09:13 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Of that I don't think ANY of us have any doubt. For a cute little squirt, you're such a force to reckon with. Part of why we love you so much.

Posted by: Erica at September 18, 2008 11:13 PM

Ditto to Erica and your boss's comments. And you know we are also rooting for you - all those good thoughts and prayers have good to do some good, right?

Posted by: jck at September 19, 2008 06:32 AM

I hope you'll call me and tell me what he said. Or I'll be forced to call you on my lunch break.

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at September 19, 2008 07:03 AM

Hope you figure out the problem quickly. Also, I echo Erica's comments and lastly, even if you weren't running, we'd have donated to your cause! So there. :)

Posted by: oddybobo at September 19, 2008 08:14 AM

Bou: If push comes to shove, buy a skateboard and do it on wheels! ;) Hope the ankles uncankle before long!!!

Posted by: PeggyU at September 19, 2008 01:30 PM

Aw man. Sorry to hear that you're hurt, hope it's something you can deal with and still do your run. I'm with you, after so many donations I'd find a way to participate even if it meant I had to go on my knees.

Posted by: diamond dave at September 19, 2008 02:09 PM

What Erica and Oddy said! I think you'll get through this one way or another - but if it's not to be, we have still donated to a wonderful cause.

Hang in there!

Posted by: Teresa at September 19, 2008 02:38 PM

Can't believe I call you to see how your appt went today and tada... you posted on it. Some days I am sooo slow.

Posted by: vw bug at September 19, 2008 03:17 PM