Monday was two months since I ruptured my Achilles. Time has flown by….but has been slow at the same time. (I know, that doesn’t really make sense, ha!)
The first couple of weeks were a breeze! I was still driving, and zipping around on my knee scooter. Sure I couldn’t work out, but I could still be “out in the world”. Then I finally saw the surgeon two weeks and one day post injury in the afternoon. The next morning, I was off to surgery first thing. That’s when things slowed down…
Surgery went great, and I only needed pain meds for three days. My spirits were up, and initially I enjoyed hanging out on the couch with my books, word searches, tablet, dot-to-dot (yes, dot-to-dot, but we’re talkin’ over 300 dots!), music, and Netflix.
Fast-forward a week…I really started to get bummed out. Anxious for my post-op appointment, ready to get the cast off, thinking about everything I was missing out on, not being motivated to do the exercises I could do, and frustrated that everyone else’s lives were continuing on while mine seemed to stop.
Finally, three and half weeks post-op, I saw the surgeon. Staples out, sutures out, boot on! I felt on top of the world….very briefly. That was a Monday. The rest of the week was spent waiting for the PT referral, then making calls to my surgeon’s office, to my insurance, and to PT offices. On Friday, near the EOB, I was finally all set for PT and scheduled out for four weeks. In just a few more days, it’d be on!
Now here I am today. Spirits much higher! On my third week of physical therapy (fifth session is in a couple of days). As of yesterday evening’s session, I’m PWB at 25%. Already, I feel like I’m getting my life back. I’m doing my best to stay positive about all the little wins and gains that are going to get me to full recovery. As much as I can, remembering how fortunate I still am, despite this unfortunate injury.
Since I started PT on Nov. 14th, my at-home exercises have been: seated heel slides, seated ankle inversions, towel crunches, prone knee flexion with resistance, side lying hip abductions, straight leg raises, clamshells with resistance, and the alphabet.
During my PT sessions, I’ve been doing those exercises, as well as a number of others with resistance, to work on my ROM and strength. Yesterday, we added planks (on my left foot only), bridges, and seated heel raises, plus I have a few more resistance exercises I can do at home to work on ROM. He’s very pleased with my strength and ROM, as well as how my incision is healing, swelling (which is minimal), and scar tissue. So far the protocol has been in the hands of my therapist without guidance from my surgeon, but he and I are both ready to get a bit more aggressive. He wants me on my feet (well, foot and boot) soon. I’m strong and ready to really get moving again, though of course, I know I’ll need to listen to my tendon and not push it beyond the limit. Plus my poor right calf has gotten so wimpy.
My next appointment with the surgeon is on Monday. I thought about calling and speaking with him or his M.A. about giving the okay to get a bit more aggressive with the protocol, find out when the wedges can start coming out. But at this point, I’m patient enough to wait and continue to do my exercises diligently each day. Then he’ll see for himself during my appointment how strong I am and that I’m ready do to more. I’ll be seven weeks and three days post-op by then. I trust my physical therapist, and I’d have full confidence in him if the protocol is put entirely in his hands after I see the surgeon.
I read others’ stories on the AchillesBlog, and on a FB group I’ve joined, and though sometimes I am envious of those who are already on both feet, I am SO PROUD of everyone for all of their hard work, persistence, dedication, and perseverance! No, I don’t know anyone personally, but I’m still proud and excited for each accomplishment they make along their road to full recovery. I’ve found that it’s so, so true….as much as people, friends, family, and strangers sympathize, unless they’re going through this (or have gone through an Achilles injury), it’s just not the same as hearing or reading the words of people who have. For me reading those words, seeing people’s progress, and reading stories of full recovery, that’s been a huge part in helping me stay mentally and emotionally strong through this….and it’s really still just the beginning for me
Slow and steady, my progress will continue on…
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