The day after I sprained my ankle, I saw a doctor who said the lack of bruising and swelling meant the sprain was really mild and it would probably heal within 6-8 weeks. After living with Crohn's Disease for thirteen years, I have learned to take my doctors' pronouncements with a grain of salt. That's why I freaked out and went to the ER when my foot was more swollen a week after rolling my foot than the day after it happened. The ER doctor told me I should stay off the ankle for a while and make a follow up appointment with a sports medicine doctor, which I did. The sports medicine doctor referred me to physical therapy, and I finally had my first appointment yesterday.
If you have never been to physical therapy, let me clue you in on a little secret: it is more like physical torture. While my ankle didn't feel great when I arrived, it legitimately hurt when I left. This is because my physical therapist insisted that I do things like the above exercise where you wrap a resistance band around your ankle and use your injured foot to pull against the band. The therapist took a break while I was doing said exercise and meandered over to talk to another physical therapist. They had a brief conversation about their schedules for the day and he told her that at the moment he had "a delightful ankle sprain." Yeah, that's me, I thought, as I finished the last repetition of the exercise. I'm miserable over here, but, as ever, I am just delightful.
By the end of the session he had had me stand on my injured foot without holding onto anything, raise up on my toes then rock back on my heels, and do this stretch that involved pulling my foot towards my knee with a towel. My pain threshold is pretty high, but I was hurting by the time I left. The worst part is that I'm supposed to be doing the exercises he gave me at least twice a day. My limp has gotten more pronounced since yesterday and there's a sharp little pain in my foot that I haven't felt since the immediate aftermath of the sprain.
I told the physical therapist that my primary goal was to run again as soon as possible. I was hoping he would announce that he'd have me running again in no time at all, but instead he had me schedule appointments twice a week from now through mid March. Between him thinking I need that much physical therapy and the new pain in my foot, I'm thinking that no time at all isn't going to be anytime soon. Maybe I'll be running again before I graduate...
Other than ankle-related setbacks and disappointments, my life has been a blur of school, trying to get my car fixed, and trying to get better at photo-editing. The photo editing part is going well at least.
I made a cup of Trader Joe's Spiced Chai a few days ago, added some unsweetened almond milk and Splenda, and then took the picture above. I fell in love with the morning light coming through a window a few days later and took the picture below.
On the same day, I took a slow and laborious walk to the local public library. It was the first time I had been, and I will have to go back because I want to explore the building more. Before I left, I snapped the picture below. There was a little sign that said what it was, but I didn't take a picture of it and I've already forgotten what it said.
I did pretty well walking that day, but it was the day before physical therapy began. Before I sprained my ankle, my goal was to walk or run 10,000-15,000 steps per day or more. Lately, I feel accomplished if my Fitbit says I got in 5,000 steps a day. I probably won't be back in the 10,000 step club for a while, but my birthday is less than two weeks away and I'll be getting the bike I mentioned in an earlier post. I'm ridiculously excited about the prospect of logging some miles again, even though I'll be getting them in on wheels rather than on foot.
I'll close by mentioning that today is my Blogiversary. Shut up spell check. Blogiversary is a word if I say it is. One year ago today, I decided that my efforts to live a healthy life should be documented. I wrote my very first post that day and I've been going strong ever since. I think I will write a Belated Blogiversary post later to look back on the blog's first year, but in the meantime I just want to thank all the folks who stop by my little corner of the internet. Y'all keep me motivated when I'm struggling and I probably would have given up on this journey a long time ago if it weren't for you!