At first light Monday morning, Iwas up and ready to go to the Ortho to discuss my injury. I thought for sure this was just a precaution as the ER Dr. had put 10 stitches in my achilles. Well, I arrived unannounced at the Ortho’s office bright and early. He happens to be someone we’ve known for a while, so they worked me in. As I gave the details of my injury and the information from the ER visit, he looked at me with an amused look on his face. 1) the whole light bulb stabbing me is crazy in itself 2) he could not believe an ER doctor just sewed my achilles with out calling for a surgeon 3) he seriously doubted the diagnosis that my tendon was completely severed-surely it was only a partial.
Well off with the splint and onto the table for the Thompson test. Foot just sat there like a dead fish. He gave a concerned look and said he would put a cast on it and send me for a MRI to see the extent of the damage. I then received my first cast. I chose black - (you always have to be stylish) and black goes with almost everything-plus it doesn’t draw a lot of attention and it doesn’t show dirt! The whole casting experience was entertaining until the very end when he raised my foot to the 90degree angle. I almost came off the table! That was the most pain I had up to date. Luckily I got scheduled for the MRI that same day and two days later-the results- totally severed achilles tendon. Surgery recommemded. He did give me the option of going with the ER Dr’s repair and having a long and possible incomplete recovery, but once he explained the tissue properties, the nature and location of my injury (high near my calf muscle) and the lack of confidence in the materials and techniques available to the ER Dr., surgery was not an option, but a necessity.
It was scheduled for the following Tuesday. I had two questions. 1) would he use the same cut I already had for the incision and 2) would he re-cast my leg while I was still “asleep”- because I thought if he bent my foot up to 90 degrees again(like when he put the hard cast on)-I was going to hurt somebody! Answers 1) yes and then some 2) yes- you’ll wake up with a new cast. He said- we’ll get you back good as new- you’ll be walking like normal by July 4th. Six months from now you won’t even know this happened-except for the scar.
JULY 4th- SIX MONTHS? I left the office that day with a different feeling. This injury was real, and it wasn’t going away quickly. I was to have surgery, be put to sleep, go under the knife- it was quite and overwhelming thought. It’s almost summertime, boat and beach season, we’ve got to speed this up. I managed to keep my upbeat attitude, joking about it with friends and attacking everything I wanted to do and then some just to prove that I was strong and okay and I could beat this injury, until the night before surgery. I finally broke down, had a pity party and prepared for the big day.
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