The most important thing to know about me at this time is I am a re-rupture. To catch everyone up: my original injury occurred when I dropped a bottle on the kitchen floor and a piece of the glass severed my Achilles tendon. I was taken out of the boot, having been NWB for 7 weeks, and told to walk – and don’t baby it! Within hours I had a complete rupture. The second surgery was 20 weeks ago.
Lesson number one: don’t go from NWB to 2 shoes. Insist on a PWB stage and FWB in the boot before 2 shoes.
Does being a two timer mean my recovery will be longer? The physical therapist thinks so. I spoke to the doctor on the phone yesterday about an insurance matter and he asked me if I still need physical therapy. Uh? This made me think either he doesn’t remember that I am a repeat offender or I should be much further along. So am I riding the ATR “small yellow bus” so to speak?
I can walk in 2 shoes and the limp is almost gone but each step still hurts; hence the limp. I can’t jump, run, walk faster than grandma, raise up on my toes, trip, or fall. So I think I still need the therapy. My person benchmark for leaving physical therapy is when I can wear high heels.
I learned that all therapists are not created equal. The one that the doctor sent me to, which is owned by his medical group, was a waste of time and money. I found a new therapist, after interviewing several, and am very pleased. If anyone is in Dallas and wants to know who, let me know.
Lesson number two: if you are not pleased with the physical therapist after the first couple visits go searching for another one. For example if you don’t get one on one attention. Or if they spend more time squirting each other with water or snapping each other with the thera-bands - leave!
Walking feel s like it is a miracle. I am also grateful for this web site, the support of everyone on it and hope that my contribution may help others. My progress is slow but it is progress. As long as I do not go back to square one I can work at PT and wait it out.
This injury is more than a physical one. It has a significant psychological component. I believe that no one that has not had this experience can really know how devastating it. I have learned that I cannot count on my grown children to help me and they are pretty much the only family I have. That was and still is a painful lesson. I love them and will do anything in my power for them but I will not expect anything back. I may, one day, be like the old Eskimo and put out on an ice floe.