Last week I injured my ankle playing volleyball- nearly re-creating the exact scene from 15 years ago. After jumping to block a ball, I came down (possibly on one of the opponent's foot- I neither saw nor remember) and my ankle turned outward. I heard and felt a loud crunching noise and that was it. I couldn't move it. After hobbling off the court with some help, I knew what would happen. My ankle would swell out of my shoe and would then start turning some crazy colors. I had been there before, except last time it was my other ankle. In high school, I tore the ligaments in my ankle, and through a painful recovery (with the help of a sports orthopedic specialist) returned to walking pretty quickly.
This time, I'm not so sure. The doctor said that I have micro-tears in the ligaments. Micro: that sounds better than a full tear, so I'm already doing better than last time. After 1 day of crutches, I decided that the pain was better than those darned things and stopped using them. I guess I'm not the best patient, but I really hate crutches. Now, I get to sport my lovely (note the sarcasm) walking boot. Tim thinks it's cool, but then again, he doesn't have to wear it. Despite looking like Forrest Gump, at least I can get around.
I'm hoping for good news from the Doctor, but am pretty sure that all I can do is wait. Hopefully the time will go by quickly and I can get back to "normal" sometime soon! Until then, here are some pictures of what used to be my good ankle.
Beyond cankle status. At least my toenails are painted, right?
Building something?
Learning to putt
