Exactly one week ago, I was dancing with abandon at the Of Montreal concert at the Fox Theater in Oakland. Perhaps the Belgian beers at Luka’s left me a bit dehydrated as I went to sleep.
On Saturday morning, I dragged myself from bed and went to play in my weekly soccer match. In many ways, I was having the worst game I can remember in my 33 years of playing. If only it were a more competitive league, a coach would certainly have pulled me out of the game by the time 12:20pm rolled around.
It was at this moment I collected the ball near the right touchline. The ball had almost crossed the touchline. As 3 defenders approached, I flicked the ball forward and pushed off to run…SNAP! A massive pain went through my left leg as though someone had kicked me as hard as they could. As I went to ground, I turned to see who had kicked me but no one was there. I knew instantly that I had done something quite serious. My friends in the league were all very helpful to help me to the bench and offer concern and ice. Special shout outs to nurse Abby, valet Rob and muscle men Sebastian and Aaron for the help to the car.
A week of research and deliberations was helped immensely when my Mom forwarded me a link to Achilles blog. All of the knowledge and experiences shared in this community were so valuable to me this week…thanks to all of you for sharing your stories! Considering surgery was a very heavy decision for me because the extent of my medical/dental experience was the extraction of a single tooth.
I returned home from surgery tonight and have my cast propped up on pillows. I think I will be spending a lot of time in this position in the coming days. I will post more this weekend about my big day at the hospital and my own decision process between surgery vs conventional.