POP! Was that me?

Well, I have my +/- 6 month check up next week. YAY, i’ll post my news of course.

However, the reason I wanted to post today was because I was given Proquin XR for an infection. Long story short, a friend in the medical field gave me free samples. This medication falls into the fluoroquinolones family which are the ones that have the Achilles and other endon tearing side effect. So, I called my ortho…haven’t heard back yet, but the assistant I talked to said call my pharmacist. So, I called the pharmacist. She couldn’t tell me anything that I didn’t find online. So, I decided to call the company that makes the medication. DEPOMED, INC. They couldn’t tell me anything either!! WTF? What I really wanted to know was, how will taking these affect my ATR/other tendons, and how long do I need to be cautious? I was only going to take 3 days worth of the medication. Needless to say, I called to get just regular old antibiotics that i’ll take for 7-10 days. Its not worth the risk to me. Unbelievable!! 

Anyone doing squats or lunges yet?

I had what I thought would be my last ortho appointment yesterday. My “last” one will be October 3rd. That will be 5 months post-op. He asked if I worked out, since I called for approval last week to “elliptical”. I said, “Good, I did about 25 minutes.” He just smiled, shook his head and said,”…and you were how sore after? Take it easy.”  

I asked all my questions even though I left the post it on my desk at work. My main concern was ankle pain. I have two screws in it from 18 yrs ago. He said not to worry about it now. If its still bothering me at my next appt, we’ll address it then. I’m free to do alot, not everything. Calf raises etc. He said to concentrate on those. I said,”so then I can jog?” He said very promptly after, “NO JOGGING!!” I just smiled and said, “I had to try, the worst you could say was no, right?”

So, there’s good news and bad news. The bad news, he was running 30 minutes behind. UGH. The good news, I FINALLY got to drive myself to the appt, WALK into the building-on two feet, and CLIMB the stairs to the 3rd floor! I was probably smiling like an idiot, but I thought to myself, “If people don’t get why I’m smiling, they will soon enough, or don’t” right?  

I’ve often tried to figure out why this happened, as I’m sure most of you have. I just wonder if I was taking my body for granted. I was working out hard, expecting it to perform, maybe too much. Does a 37 year old girl really need to be doing SPARQ training?     

The answer for me?   HELL YES, SHE DOES!

…and she is P-I-S-S-E-D off!  Yesterday was my first bout with the elliptical. It went pretty well. 25 minutes, two minute intervals (2 minutes as hard as I could, 2 minutes rest). Two minute only because that’s all my lungs would allow. I used to do 60-80 minutes, 5 minute intervals. (5 minutes, 1 minute rest). I feel like I did a respectable job considering I haven’t been on the elliptical machine since April 28th, THE day this all started. It felt good to sweat. I iced as soon as I got back to my desk. Elevated when I got home. She (my calf muscle) was achin’! Massaged my ankle/calf last night before I went to bed. My husband and I were supposed to go on a ride last night, I thought better of it, not knowing what today would bring. Well, I’m glad I didn’t go on the bike ride! Today my calf feels ok, limping a bit,  but, my hip, my quad, my hamstring-all a little sore. IT FEELS SO GOOD! My shoulders, arms and chest are a little sore also. I couldn’t just do cardio and stretching. I had to do a push-up/dip ladder and some tri-ups.  She’s baaaack! LOL

For those “What about Bob” fans. I can elliptical! I got the call from the Dr. All I could think of was Bob and his baby steps, (the irony is killing me) and sailing. I freaking love that movie, I’ve been known to exclaim, “i’m sailin” when i’m not sailing but feel the urge. So, tomorrow, i’m going to elliptical at lunch and hope that I don’t exclaim that i’m sailing and if I do, I don’t laugh too hard at myself, which I do sometimes also. haha.I also hope that I don’t get carried out in a straight jacket.