At least, that’s what I thought happened.
I was playing basketball on my lunch break. It was my first time playing a “game” of basketball in quite a few years. I’ve shot around and played a title one on one, but we had actual TEAMS!
During our third game, I went up for a rebound and then it felt like someone kicked me in the calf. I came down and knew immediately that something was wrong. I couldn’t get ANY kind of lift from my right foot. I could walk… well, I could hobble and put weight on it, but my right foot wasn’t giving me any push. At first, it felt like I was numb. Because I couldn’t get any push, it seemed like I lost all feeling down there.
After they finished with their game, a colleague of mine gave me a ride back to my place (oh, the benefits of working right by your place of work!) and I called out of work for the next few hours while I attempted to take care of myself.
“RICE” was something that I heard a lot. So I did it to the best of my ability, but it probably was a little substandard: I was hobbling rather than resting it, the ice wasn’t that cold, my compress was ugly and not super effective, and the elevation wasn’t that high.
So here’s where we go from here… Avoiding surgery and being in a cast for the next month or so while my torn Achilles tendon heals itself. I’d like to bring you along for the journey. Come join my Road Through Recovery!