Well I was a total loser the other day, and managed to badly sprain my ankle playing a friendly abeit rather competitive game of indoor soccer. It hurt like buggery, and was very swollen immediately. It looked (and felt!) to me like it was dislocated so we went off the White Cross. It seemed to take an age to get seen, the pain level was really quite high. The doctor ordered xrays and he thought it might be dislocated so sent us off to Middlemore after giving me a much needed pain relief injection (haha in my arse).
5 hours (!!!) later we left middlemore with a sprain diagnosis. So all that waiting and pain for just a bloody sprain. I'd hurt the same ankle before a couple of years ago in a crash and this just seemed to be another re-occurance but I don't remember it hurting quite so much last time. Although my memory isn't exactly shit-hot so it could've been very painful for all I remember.
Didn't go to work on Friday, my ankle woke me up at 5am with the feeling that someone was stabbing and twisting something very sharp into my ankle. It was quite a wierd feeling cos I'd just come out of a deep sleep so nothing was really making sense and I couldn't really tell how sore it was. Yeah that doesn't make much sense but I get the same unrealness when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't tell how full my bladder is and whether I need to go for a pee or not. yip thats right, I'm wierd!
I hobbled around on a crutches for a few days and even had to take them to the bloggers dinner at Lonestar in Auckland. It was really great to meet everyone. People NEVER look like their photos, I guess I just expect everyone to be not quite so small! The photos didn't do anyone justice, everyone looked way more fantastic!
So now its Sunday morning, I have just fulfilled my Home & Away obsession for the week, yip told you I'm a loser!
I jumped on the scales yesterday and despite all my worries about not doing any exercise for a week and a half, I haven't put on any weight. Probably just lost some muscle instead. I'm still at 68.5. I really wish it wasn't such an effort not to put weight on, I would love to lose some weight but I don't think my lifestyle (I love food and bourbon) would allow me to maintain any loss. I've come to accept my weight but I do get that panicky feeling whenever I put on clothes and they seem tighter, like they have this week! I can't wait for my ankle to be better so I can get back out there and exercise. Its still swollen and very bruised and I still can't walk on it properly. It was suppose to be healed in 1 week, haha my dreamer timeline I gave it.
Gregs just texted me to see what I'm bringing him for lunch, he''s at his parents working on his bike that he's suppose to be racing next wkend. I'm not racing as I have to go to Sydney super early Monday morning, and I can't afford to be too tired. Anyway I don't think my ankle would appreciate it much.
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Hey Leo
Hope you're feeling better soon! I didn't even realise that when you were talking about bikes the other night that they were RACING bikes!
Hope you're having a good time in Sydney, and that the weather is a million times better than the thunderstorms we've had here!
Lee :)
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