My Achilles heel...literally

Last updated 09:12 04/03/2009

Earlier in the week I wasn't really sure what I would be blogging about on Friday. 

In my wildest imaginings I certainly didn't think I'd be telling you about how on Wednesday I ruptured my Achilles tendon at the gym and am all couch-ridden and stuff.  Oh, how I wish I were kidding.

I suppose you're going to ask "Well how did that happen Moata?" and I have to admit I'm not really sure.  I was doing this backwards kicking motion in the dance based aerobics class that I've been successfully not going to over the summer break when, and I would have sworn this is what happened, it felt as if the girl behind me delivered a powerful kick to the back of my ankle.

In retrospect it does seem strange that someone would be wearing hobnail boots in an aerobics class but at the time my mind was so fuzzied by pain I didn't think to consider such things.  Apparently when you rupture your achilles it does feel as if you've taken a direct blow even though it can just "ping out" on its own.

Imagine my surprise, after hopping around a bit, to find that when I put my left foot down it felt as if it wasn't attached to my leg.  The sensation is something like your own foot and leg becoming like that of a marionette whose foot string has been cut.  The foot's still there and you can feel it but you've got as much control over it as say, a member of Team America : World Police (or for the older readers The Thunderbirds).

After the initial searing pain, and almost as searing embarrassment, my nurse aunt was called and I was driven to the hospital.  The obligatory packet of frozen peas were applied though unfortunately they had been opened so on transferring from the car to a wheelchair I had the great satisfaction of declaring "I'm pea-ing everywhere!"

In the waiting area of Orthopaedic Outpatients at Christchurch Hospital  is one of those scrolling dot matrix signs advising patients of waiting times etc.  Whilst waiting for the doctor my aunt and I entertain ourselves with spotting the spelling mistakes.  She spots "oupatients".  This, we decide, is descriptive of the patients who are in pain and say "ow" a lot.  Meanwhile I pick out "miniutes" (small utility vehicles?).  This is at least as diverting as the lame sitcom on the TV in the waiting room.  I believe it is something called Big Bang Theory?

You are the weakest leg…After seeing the doctor who lets me know that I will be on crutches for maybe 3 months, I get taken to the plaster room where I get a cast.  I have a little bit of trouble choosing what colour I would like.  I think black would go with more things but the hot pink is so cheerful. 

In the end I have to admit to myself that though black is possibly more fashion-conscious in reality my social engagements are going to be severely curtailed in the immediate future so ultimately it's not too much of a consideration (and also I'm sure black is what all the skateboarding emos pick).  So pink it is.

So currently I am laid up at my mum's house, not able to go to work, hobbling about on crutches, and having to have everything fetched, cooked, and poured for me.  Surprisingly, it's not the very minor pain in my ankle that is of concern to me so much as the agony caused by the knowledge that I won't be able to wear a pair of shoes for several months. 

That and the fact that I have managed to have a cast put on during a mini heatwave.  Which, as you can imagine, is so very comfortable.

Has anybody got any tips on how to live one-legged?  My crutch-wrangling skills are slowly improving but any advice would be gratefully received.

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Leah   #1   10:04 am Jan 09 2009

Oh no, that sounds more painful than it appears to seem! It seems like such a strange thing to just 'happen'. I knew exercising was bad, anyway, and this has just re-affirmed my decision to quit the gym this year :)

Hope you feel better soon. At least you get to lie around all day, eating, reading, and watching TV. Feel sorry for us peons that have to work.

This is probably going to be the first comment again, but I seem to check this blog at morning tea time, and new blogs seem to get posted around that time. So it's all co-incidence. Honest.

Talia   #2   10:16 am Jan 09 2009

Oh Moata! You poor thing! At least your pedicure is looking fabulous and co-ordinates nicely with the pink cast.

I've never been on crutches myself, but I would imagine it's just easier to lie on the couch woefully and demand people fetch things for you.

Steve   #3   10:28 am Jan 09 2009

You have my sympathy

I did mine at indoror soccer 3 weeks before christmas. Same deal.

I was in a cast (Purple then red for xmas) for 4 weeks. Did my best to ovecome the obstacles and be as happy with the family as possible.

I did my left so can drive the auto and work to a limited capacity at the desk and meetings etc.

I am in a moonboot now so in a couple of weeks I will be able to take it off for short periods to at least flannel down the leg and cool it down.

To survive you should

Try not to grumble

Invite friends round to you(Mine have been great I was so well looked after at the work xmas party)

Read read read all the books you can and see it as enforced leisure albeit hot and uncomofortable.

Call in and use up your brownie points with loved ones. (My wife has been fantastic patient and deserving of much jewellry and pampering when this is all over)

Focus on doing eberything right and planning your rehab.(It makes you look forward)

I have played sport for years and at 46 this is my first serious sporting injury and I feel your pain and frustration.

So let your mum spoil you read books, write ,watch TV and be with people who cheer you up.

Good luck and good recovery. I am 5 weeksi into mine and yes the crutches do get easier I also now have biceps that will no doubt be bigger than atrophied lower limb will be.(LOL)

Kaz   #4   10:31 am Jan 09 2009

Ow!!!! That sucks!

No tips from me - never been in that situation (thank goodness).

Bree   #5   10:34 am Jan 09 2009

Oh Mo, that's awful! You poor wee sausage, and at this time of the year too ... I can imagine it is not too comfortable at all in the heatwave. But I do love the hot pink cast, excellent colour choice. You should get your Mum (or someone) to paint your toenails hot pink to match :-)

I had surgery on my foot a few years ago and the one thing I found the most aggravating was trying to keep it dry while I showered. I tried wrapping it in plastic bags and kind of standing on one leg with the bandaged one poking out of the shower curtain but it was hopeless. After I'd already recovered (dammit!) I discovered at a local chemist that you can get these self-sealing cast covers which protect your arm or leg from getting wet while bathing, so I would totally recommend you get someone to pop out and buy you one of those.

Otherwise - just try to enjoy a bit of R&R and being waited on hand and ... erm, foot ... no pun intended. Take the time to read some really great books or get out all those DVD boxed sets you haven't had time to watch. Maybe you could pass the time by prank-calling your workmates or trolling through LOLCats. Whatever you do, DO NOT resort to watching daytime television as it will most likely make you suicidal.

And at least you can still blog, lucky for us! Good luck with the recovery!

KC the 2nd   #6   10:37 am Jan 09 2009

Oh dear that looks and sounds painful indeed!!!! At least you injured it while doing something sporty and physical as opposed to somebody like me who would hurt myself running into a pole. Because face it, for the next few months conversations will revolve around your leg and how you injured it. The guy who sits next to me at work also ruptured his Achilles tendon while out running, but the silly fool came back to work afterwards and didn't go see a doctor until after work! He sat in pain for about 3 hours. That was 4 or 5 months ago and he's still limping painfully. He's no longer wearing the moonboot though. Not that that will make you feel any better. I should probably stop talking before you whack me with a crutch.

Dolly Mixture   #7   10:48 am Jan 09 2009

Oh god, you poor thing! I was on crutches early last year (I stood on a screw in not very sensible shoes) and the whole experience was terrible!

Nothing in this world is designed for people on crutches. Those big smoke stop doors are a nightmare to open, it is exhausting getting anywhere, but my biggest complaint has to be the ridiculously slippery tiles that the Wellington City Council insists on covering Wellington with. They are hard enough to traverse in normal shoes, let alone high heels, and being on crutches was like being on the Krypton Factor.

The hot pink is probably a better choice than black for summer anyway. What a difference from those old white plaster things you used to get, eh? Can people still sign it though? What is a cast without things like 'Sarah waz ere 1987' or 'Karen Rulz!' scrawled all over them?

Jess   #8   10:54 am Jan 09 2009

Aww poor you! And in the New Year! Exercise is dangerous..... I suggest knitting needles for scratching! Cos it gets super itchy. Aaaand plenty of chocolate, love and affection. Super dooper pain killers are also a plus. If there are stairs you'll need to perfect the bum shuffle. But crutches are good for hitting your minions when they aren't serving you fast enough. Load up on DVDs and good books!

Natasha   #9   10:56 am Jan 09 2009

A hairdryer will deal to any itches. You could get a skateboard like one of those double leg amputees and drag yourself along the ground, although I think those people end up with really long arms. Though long arms could be useful, I dont reckon the benefits would outweigh the major negative, which is that you'd end up looking like a monkey. You'll end up with more toned arms, which is a positive, so in a roundabout way youre achieveing what you intended to by putting yourself through those godawful aerobics sessions. The corresponding negative is that you're going to end up with one really skinny leg... Im not really helping am I?

Becks   #10   10:56 am Jan 09 2009

Oh no! Sorry to hear about the foot! This will teach you for going to the gym! Love the hot pink, and my only advice for one-legged living; don't be ashamed to bum yourself up and down stairs.


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