Life after an Achilles rupture
February 21, 2025
It has now been 159 days since I did a full rupture on my left Achilles.
I learned a lot about injuries and the Achilles tendon since Sept 2024. It is not your average everyday injury you just spring back from. In comparison to a sprained ankle or broken collar bone. I would imagine major knee injuries being tough to come back from.
If you have never experienced such and injury let me fill you in. From the moment I had no idea what just happened. Yeah it is Exactly that. You have no idea what the hell just happened. You know what I thought happened to me? I was playing soccer. I get a little cheeky at times when the guys start bitching about a little rough play like we are geriatric league. So I just finished giving some guy lip about how much I hate the grown ass man whining that happens. We need some excitement to keep the fuel to play. Well no kidding on the next play. The ball comes flying over and I run to jump and catch it on my chest. The ball bounces a few yards away and I ran over to it. One touch on the ball and down I went. Down hard!. The team thought that was odd? Nic tripped over is own god dam feet. But when I never got up everyone knew. Cause I always get up. In fact I pride my self in getting up.
To explain the discomfort. Turn around and admire that painting on the wall. Now someone take a seven foot bamboo stick and whip you on the heel/calf when you are not expecting it. The sound, oh the sound. It is incredibly loud and players heard it an easy 25 ft away. Like a gun shot. It took about 20-30 seconds for the pain to kick in and I could not understand what the hell. I was touching my leg looking for a broken leg while accusing the guy I was just beeking off to about the whining that he kicked me. Lucky for me my pal Steve ran over right away and asked some questions about what I was feeling and checked movement. He also mentioned "dude, you were all alone. No one kicked you". I could not believe it. what the hell just happened. (Steve is just over a Achilles injury himself)With my head hung low I was carried off the field soon to be on my way the the hospital.
The morning of Sept 15, I woke early. It was an average morning and routine. I was in the middle of a new fence at my rental unit. I had to complete before the winter was going to set in. That morning I finished digging post holes and setting in the post ready for concrete. The time flew by and before I knew it I was in need of some beef Ichiciban noodles and a coca cola as a pre game meal. Salt and sugar. It was perfect. Maybe not. Cause I suffered the most handicapping injury of my life and I still had a fence to complete. So 12 days in a soft cast the surgeon allowed me into walking cast. A week later we finished the fence. My boys helped me.
October 25,2024 |
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