Bet you thought I’d abandoned you!! Smoley is back!

Yes I’m still here and a bit shocked to see that it has been over a month since I last blogged. But that is a good thing because it means I have been getting on with my life. I can best summarise it by saying that now, five weeks after I came out of cast, the whole achilles ‘thing’ is just something there in the background, a bit of an irritation, rather than the dominating feature of daily life. I haven’t tried running yet although I did break into a short trot the other day in London when I was about to get squashed by a black cab!

I’ve been having some NHS physio (they give me exercises and have a quick feel but no massage or anything) plus private on top (lots of TLC plus more exercises). The NHS gang have now moved me into a group session called ‘ankle class’ which is a good wheeze as there are only two of us plus two physios. They have lots of kit to play with and even a Wii Fit. Rock on NHS! Progress has been good, and could probably be better if I was a bit more dedicated with the daily routine. However, I can: walk without a discernable limp if I concentrate (I can feel it though, even if an observer can’t see it); put my toe to the wall (heel down) and then push my knee forward to touch the wall; go up and down stairs normally; double heel raises are no problem and I can do a single heel raise, but that is a bit of a squeeze. And, ‘Yes Sir - I can boogy! But I need a certain song’.

It was my 40th a week ago (which is how I know the song referenced above - you youngsters didn’t even notice there was song lyric above, did you?) and I was able to wear my new red ‘pump’ shoes rather than trainers. Haven’t been brave enough to try heels yet, bit concerned that my ankle is still a little weak and don’t want to risk twisting it. We had a big bash and all got absolutely blotto, ate curry and played ski jumping on the my new Wii Fit board till the wee small hours. Boy, we Brits know how to party!

Two days later at a routine check up with the consultant he warned me about Wii Fit:”Be careful because I’ve had lots of people who get a Wii Fit and then they have a few glasses of wine and get on it and do something silly and reinjure themselves.” I assurred him that there was no chance that I would ever be so foolish!

The scar is still a bit tender which is annoying because it makes it uncomfortable to wear boots. But I’m sure that will wear off over time.

Went back to driving about two weeks after I came out of cast (I didn’t get a boot - just 9 weeks NWB in hard cast then straight to two shoes) and it was fine. That was a huge morale boost, to get my independance back.

And the ‘work from home’ thing that I’ve been hoping to get going for a year finally took off a couple of weeks ago, so dreadful timing because now I’ve got loads to do to get ready for Christmas and a 50 page report to write! If anyone has worked out how to press ‘pause’ on time, I’d love to hear from them!

I’m still planning to write up my account of the night I spent in the geriatric, sorry, orthopaedic, ward. Hopefully I’ll get round to it in the new year. I promise it will amuse and offend in equal measure.

I doubt I’ll get much time to check in with you all before Christmas, so I hope you all have a very merry one. And to all you newly injured folk out there I say DON’T DESPAIR! Time passes and things will get better and pretty soon you too will be hardly thinking about your stupid tendons, hard though that is to believe right now.

May the force be with you!

Smoley

xxxx

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