I'm still alive.. albeit doped up to the eyeballs and drifting in and out of sleep. but i made it.. they've done the operation and sewed me back up and put a new plaster on it's a proper plaster one instead of a fibreglass one so it weighs a tonne. baack in a week on friday to have the stitches out and get a new plaster put on...
Soooo tired....
Tuesday 30 October 2007
Sunday 28 October 2007
Day 10 - October 28th 2007
seems the bruising is really coming out.. while my toes are a long way from the injury site the damage is severe enough for the blood to be pooling in places downstream.. no wonder my toes are such odd colours.. and there was me thinking that it was just that the cast was too tight.. i wonder what colour they'll be after the operation..
Friday 26 October 2007
Day 8 - 26th October 2007
So - 8 days in.. time to go back to the consultant for him to take a look. Dr. Tony Helm is his name - a young guy - probably less than 10 years older than me. he took me through the options which are basically operate - or jut let it heal - if i just let it heal the re-rupture rate is 15%, if they operate it's just 2 or 3%. We agreed that given my sports background operating was clearly the best choice. and once he checked my leg again and confirmed that i have a total rupture operating was the best thing to do. So he marked up my leg (just so he doesn't get confused) and booked me in or next tuesday. I've got a new plaster which will be replaced again after the operation - but it's only up to the knee - a week of no bending and now i've got it back!!. The most disturbing part of today was how stiff my leg was after just a week, and how much muscle i've already lost off my leg. xmas could be very disappointing when i finally discover how weak my leg will have become. Roll on tuesday.
Saturday 20 October 2007
Day 3 - October 20th 2007.
Here it is - my knackered leg. It's the day that Lewis Hamilton goes for the F1 world championship and England attempt to be the first team to retain the Rugby World Cup. At least there'll be some telly to watch. It's the first day i've realisd that i'm going to be couped up for a long time. Every task is 10 times as much effort as before, my hips and abs on the right hand side are sore from carrying it around, and the knee and calf and butt is sore on the left from hopping and putting all my weight through it. with any luck i'll be back on my feet by xmas.. hopefully... at this rate xmas can't come soon enough.
Friday 19 October 2007
Day 1 - Pop, Ouch, bye bye season.
I've never really blogged before - but the thought of being stuck at home after the events of tonight made me think it was a good idea, and that my experience could benefit other people. So here goes.
October 18th 2007
After a meeting about the BADBA website i'd stopped off at the Ship and Royal in Lytham to visit the little boys room. Relieved i left turned the corner and broke into a light jog back to the car. 5 yds to go I hear a Pop! and the next step sends me hopping... can't put any weight through my right foot. i fall into the car rubbing my calf grimacing... this certainly doesn't feel like an ankle sprain..
I try to move my foot back and forward. it moves a little, but it's incredibly difficult
I run my hand down my Achilles and there's a noticeable gap... I kiss the season goodbye.. and start working out who to call first..
i call my brother and explain the situation. Mum is away with work, dad is in the pub and so is my other brother. I tell graham to call alan and see if he can come get the car.
Next i phone Liz my girlfriend and straight away she wants to come to my aid (what a star!) so she picks graham up and about 40 minutes later they turn up.
my leg is now giving my some realy grief.. we pick up some frozen peas and my crutches and head for preston royal.
eventually we get seen my a doctor and she confirms my suspicions.. i've ruptured my achilles tendon - completely.. and she sends for the orthapaedic doctor to take a look and decide on a course of action.
he arrives shortly and agrees that my achilles is ruptured, but that i may have some left but probably not a great deal. i'll be in plaster for up to a week and then back in clinic for them to asses and for me to have a chat with the consultant about my options which are basically to have an operation or just let it heal naturally.
charge nurse is along shortly to put my temporary cast on.. and with 15 minutes i'm all plastered - all beit now with no trousers on.. good thing it was late at night.not to may people to hop past on my crutches.
now i'm sure if i'd not be a 6 foot plus lad getting into the car would have been easy -even if i cant bend my leg.. but unfortunaly i'm a lanky effort so the front seat was out - has to clamber inthe back of the 3 door peugot 206 - nightmare.. defintely won't be doing that very often..
needless to say liz dropped me off and i settled down to sleep on the couch (since my room is up the loft ladders!) with surprising ease
October 18th 2007
After a meeting about the BADBA website i'd stopped off at the Ship and Royal in Lytham to visit the little boys room. Relieved i left turned the corner and broke into a light jog back to the car. 5 yds to go I hear a Pop! and the next step sends me hopping... can't put any weight through my right foot. i fall into the car rubbing my calf grimacing... this certainly doesn't feel like an ankle sprain..
I try to move my foot back and forward. it moves a little, but it's incredibly difficult
I run my hand down my Achilles and there's a noticeable gap... I kiss the season goodbye.. and start working out who to call first..
i call my brother and explain the situation. Mum is away with work, dad is in the pub and so is my other brother. I tell graham to call alan and see if he can come get the car.
Next i phone Liz my girlfriend and straight away she wants to come to my aid (what a star!) so she picks graham up and about 40 minutes later they turn up.
my leg is now giving my some realy grief.. we pick up some frozen peas and my crutches and head for preston royal.
eventually we get seen my a doctor and she confirms my suspicions.. i've ruptured my achilles tendon - completely.. and she sends for the orthapaedic doctor to take a look and decide on a course of action.
he arrives shortly and agrees that my achilles is ruptured, but that i may have some left but probably not a great deal. i'll be in plaster for up to a week and then back in clinic for them to asses and for me to have a chat with the consultant about my options which are basically to have an operation or just let it heal naturally.
charge nurse is along shortly to put my temporary cast on.. and with 15 minutes i'm all plastered - all beit now with no trousers on.. good thing it was late at night.not to may people to hop past on my crutches.
now i'm sure if i'd not be a 6 foot plus lad getting into the car would have been easy -even if i cant bend my leg.. but unfortunaly i'm a lanky effort so the front seat was out - has to clamber inthe back of the 3 door peugot 206 - nightmare.. defintely won't be doing that very often..
needless to say liz dropped me off and i settled down to sleep on the couch (since my room is up the loft ladders!) with surprising ease
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