Well hello there to all my left shoes that have been burried in the back of the closet for the last 2 months Well, maybe the high heels will stay back there for a while longer… but hey I’m not complaining!
It’s official, the boot can go. What a relief. Seems I was just getting used to it too…
I have a friend who had a major ankle sprain a while back and said her physiotherapist was amazing. He got her back on the basketball court in 3 weeks instead of 6. I had already started with another PT when she recommended him so I didn’t really bother to look into it. The guy I began with is very young and seems very inexperienced with the achilles rupture, I believe I might even be the first one he’s dealt with before. Over the last few days I decided that if I want to get better fast, he wasn’t the right one because with inexperience comes a conservative protocall. Not what I want. So yesterday I made an appointment with the PT my friend recommended just to see if things might change a little.
Now, of course this is no simple ankle sprain, but he is AWESOME. He clearly knows what he is doing and has a much more agressive approach than my original PT. He gave me only about 3 exercices but told me to do them as many times as humanly possible every day and I will make good progress. He has told me that if I work excruciatingly hard that there’s a chance I could be playing a LITTLE bit of volleyball by the end of May (a.k.a MY NATIONALS CHAMPIONSHIPS). I will probably not be able to play at my normal level of 50+ jumps per game, but possibly some defense and serving which basically requires me to stay on the ground for the most part but still involves quick movements and short sprints. I’ve decided to set the goal, hope for the best, and expect the worst.
But for now: walking! It’s getting much easier. I currently wear 2 1/8inch heel lifts. I can walk almost normally with them in (and it’s rapidly improving with practice). Everything has been going happily for the last couple of days. I have a new and improved PT, I’ve ditched the boot hopefully for the last time, and limping is turning into walking! Not too shabby.