Hello everybody! I’m new here so let me take a moment to introduce myself. I’m a 40 year old male from Kentucky. I am happily married to a beautiful Brazilian woman and we have two wonderful children. Our daughter is 9 years old and our son will be 7 in December. I own a small independent pharmacy (actually, the bank owns it, but they’re nice enough to let me work for them ) and am living a charmed life… until now!
But let me give you a little backstory before I get into the meat of the matter… Our kids really love swimming and over the summer we put them on a Swim Team just for fun… It turns out that they are very good swimmers! Not only did they enjoy swimming, but they enjoyed competing… so, when the summer session was over my wife and I decided to put them on a more professional team with real coaches and regular practices… They swim for the local YMCA now and are doing well…
My wife and I decided that we should take advantage of being at the Y 3 days a week by using their facilities to help us get into better shape. For the past 3 weeks she and I have been doing various activities including walking, jogging, Yoga, and, in my case, some basketball.
I had gotten to the point where I could speed-walk (for lack of a better term) for 3/4 mile and then SPRINT (up on my toes) for more than 1/4 mile… and I did it with relative comfort. I did Yoga with relative ease… On Sunday, November 14th, I went to the basketball courts and just shot around by myself for a while…
By the time I was done playing ball I had jumped up and touched the rim… I had jumped up and hit the backboard several times… I ran a LOT of layups and got thoroughly exhausted… It felt great!!!
So, when the kids went to swim practice on Tuesday, November 16th, my wife went off to spinning class and I did my speed-walk/Sprint routine (sprinting 3/8th’s of a mile)… I felt like a million bucks… I was very surprised at how quickly I was getting into shape.
I went down to watch the boys play basketball while I caught my breath for a minute… a game finished and a new game was starting up… they were 1 man short and asked if I wanted to play. I said, “Well, I don’t think I can play an entire game but I’ll fill in for 5 minutes or so until somebody else returns…” They said, “Nobody’s coming back…” I smiled and said, “OK, I’ll play, but here’s the deal: I’m 40 years old and haven’t played in a few years. I’m gonna take it easy… I might even do a lot of walking… but I can rebound and pass you guys the ball and let you do most of the playing…” They said, “That’s cool, you can play with us…”
There were some younger kids dribbling around the sidelines and passing back and forth… not part of the game, but part of the environment….
I was happy to be on the team I was on… I had watched most of them in the previous game and I was likely on the winning team… Somebody shot for the ball and our team ended up with it. I took my position under the basket and play began…
Our guard dribbled for a moment and then just shot the ball…
I grabbed the rebound, as promised… I landed and passed the ball and I was finished.
There was a very loud POP!!!! All the fellas heard it…
I heard it, too, obviously… and I felt a basketball hit me on the back of my ankle. I thought one of the younger kids had lost control of his ball and it had made it to the court and hit me…. I looked for a ball but there was none. I tried to stand up and get back in the game but couldn’t…. and down I went…
One of the fellas looked down at me and said, “Already, man?”
I smiled and said, “Yup! I’m sorry guys, but I have to go to the hospital now.”
Somehow I managed to walk across the gym (two basketball courts) and up a flight of stairs to get my wifes attention… I made it to the lobby and, by that time, had attracted a lot of attention. Fortunately there was an E.R. doctor in the lobby, too I immediately put ice on it and kept it very cold for as long as possible.
Anyway… I was able to get it imobilized within 2 hours of the injury. Luckily for me I am friends with an Osteopath who was able to see me on Wednesday the 17th. In the meantime I started scouring the internet trying to learn about what I was in for… I learned that I didn’t have to have surgery (more than likely) in order to get good results… Anyway, he verified the diagnosis and explained I could either have surgery or not… I told him I’d rather not. He said, “OK, we’ll put you in a cast in “Ballerina Position” with toes pointed down…” He explained why he was doing this and explained how things would progress assuming I was able to heal this way…
He ordered an MRI (which I got on Friday the 19th) and said we’d see from the images if non-surgery was going to work. He explained that if the tendon wasn’t close enough together that he’d recommend surgery… said it would heal but the distance would be too great and the tendon would be too long in the end… and that wouldn’t be good…
So, I’m no doctor and I don’t claim to be qualified to read an MRI, but… it looks pretty good to me! I think I had a very clean tear and I think it’s sitting snugly together… I’m optimistic.
My appointment is for 1:00pm (Eastern) today and I will find out for sure. Fingers crossed!
Incidentally, I have not experienced any pain whatsoever…. so far!!!
Seriously. None. Is that normal?
I take that back… my cast is so big it covers my toes, too… My toes hurt a little… I have been wiggling the and that has really helped… But I worry if I should be doing that???? Is it OK if I wiggle my toes? …or should I stop doing that?
But I’ve had no pain whatsoever on my achilles tendon.
So… I’ll continue reading other’s blogs and getting to know you folks… I’ll continue updating on my status… I’ll continue asking questions… etc… Looks like it’s gonna be a bumpy ride!
Thanks in advance for any information and support you will offer!
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