Today was my first day of physical therapy. My surgeon prescribed two sessions per week for ten weeks.
I will use the facility affiliated with my surgeon as I felt very comfortable with the therapist assigned to my case. He took several measurements and massaged my incision to break up unusually thick scar tissue that resulted from early wound complications. It hurt quite a bit, but felt good afterwards.
I spent 10 minutes on the bike without flexing my ankle and did some passive and active stretching.
The approach seems conservative but my therapist seems to know what he’s doing. He is currently treating five other Achilles. I am a bit behind my fellow sufferers, but in no rush…
It was a beautiful warm day in Southern Cali, so I decided to visit the pool, first day since my injury. It was truly liberating, and I plan to do it twice a week, even when the days get cooler. Now, I just have to manage getting out of the pool safely, it was a bit scary to come out and hold the rail with wet hands.