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Broken Leg Memoirs, Ctd.

3 Jan

Hi everyone (ie. Ellen)

Where have we been you may wonder.  Or since probably it’s just Ellen, where have *I* been?  Or maybe no one wonders at all.  whateverrr.  I’ve been recovering from my broken leg.  By recovering, I mean drinking heavily and eating a lot.  HAPPY HOLIDAYS!?

I think I had a breakthrough with my leg yesterday when I allowed my physiotherapist to do acupuncture which sort of freaks me out and I don’t love needles but it was very chill.  And suddenly today, I have best range of motion yet by FAR, and can balance on my right leg on a Bosu ball for the first time. Also during that session I did circuit, bike, thera bands, deep tissue massage, those electrode things (which I was going to call ECT but that had a weird ring then I googled it and yeah, duh), heat, and ultrasound.  So they’re like throwing everything but the kitchen sink.  which is awesome!  Something’s working!

where i've been - walking around in ice storms

where i’ve been – walking around in ice storms

I’m not sure where I’m going with any of this.  Ellen will you draw me some pics and maybe this will all make sense?

Well I guess I should say that it’s been 3.5 weeks since I got the cast off from a broken right fibula, and I was limping a lot up til today.  I had a really bad ‘pinch’ in the front of my ankle – meaning I couldn’t bend my toes up because it was all tight in my ankle.  That might not seem long enough to be complaining about but I was in the cast for 6 weeks and I am *not* into sitting around on my ass all day, and it’s the middle of hockey season now, so there is a great deal of urgency.

Recovery for a broken leg seems to vary wildly across the board.  Like freakin Steven Stamkos was like WALKING like WITHOUT A CAST 2 weeks after he broke his tibia.  WTF?  (I hate that I love you bro – Sochi 2014!)

steven showing us what he can do with balls

sexy steven showing us what he can do with balls

And then other bloggers out there say it’s been a year or more and they’re still not back to normal.  I was told I ‘could’ play sports (ie. my bone would allow, not necessarily the rest of my body – muscles, ligaments etc) 6 weeks after the cast came off.  So I’m feeling pretty determined to make that happen and I’m actually ahead of schedule as I’ve just been cleared to play shinny.

I think it may have been the acupuncture.  But then based on the internet the jury is VERY much still out on that front.  There’s been strong evidence that it does nothing, actually nothing, compared to a placebo. Buuuuut, what if I believe in the Hindu Chakras and have a wacky thought that maybe acupuncture functions within those systems?   Because if that were the case then I suppose no matter what was done physically to my leg, as long as I had that personal wacky thought that it was tapping into that energy flow, would have worked because of my belief in chakras & meditation and not the needles themselves?  So maybe in that study they really should have asked everyone how they feel about Hindu energy beliefs. Uhhh sorry.. Now I really don’t know where I’m going with this.  Right.  Healing the leg.

yo guy your root chakra's hurtinggg

yo guy your root chakra’s hurtinggg

But the acupuncture was the only thing I did differently.  I also think excessive holiday boozing really was detrimental.  If it’s about reducing inflammation, well we all know what alcohol DOESN’T do (reduce inflammation, in case you actually didn’t know).  So these past few days booze-free have felt amazing.

So I’ll keep it going with the limited booze and the acupuncture and see how it goes.  Here’s to intact bones, Steven Stamkos, and a healthier 2014!!

Memoirs of a Broken Leg

9 Dec
all gold everything

all gold everything

I’m getting my cast off TOMORROW!!!! Here are some reflections on my trials and tribulations.

The Story: I broke my leg on October 25 during a hockey game.  Spiral Fracture of the Fibula.  Although I very clearly heard/felt a snap and can say with certainty that no leg should bend the way mine bent I was also in denial about the situation and almost didn’t go to the hospital.  It was also a Friday night and living in an urban centre I reallllly didn’t want to go to an ER for fear that it would be full of drunk shitshows.  I was correct in having that fear.  Hammered Bros were in abundance.

After 4 frustrating hours (I frequently reminded myself that at least I don’t have to pay for this, even though I do have benefits but if I didn’t ….) I was pretty unkind to the ER Doctor who told me it was broken, and in my pain & exhaustion-induced delirium sort of considered launching a formal complaint against her.  I think that maybe shooting the messenger is in some cases actually very satisfying?  Obviously there was no follow up around that.

What I’m looking forward to:

  • Not wearing leggings every single day… omg. Pantssssssssss! I never knew the prospect of PANTS could be so exciting
  • Wearing shoes on both feet because I am disproportionately damaging all my left boots hopping around in this hateful slush and salt
  • No longer struggling with the daily angst that comes with feeling that my toe sock is totes hobo looking
  • Not having to put a bag on my leg in the shower and also no longer feeling like every shower is a real risk of slipping and seriously compromising what cranial integrity still exists in this highly abused noggin
  • Not having to explain to everyone I see/meet how I broke my leg and then having them tell me “at least it’s a cool story!” …it’s not.
  • Being able to drink obscene amounts of coffee once again without fear of judgment (I have severely decreased my intake because I have to ask people to get it for me and at a point it gets embarrassing, like that I need to drink coffee beyond the XL I get each morning [which is on top of the one I drink at home before I leave which no one even knows about], especially at work where everyone else drinks tea and actually, seriously, some people drink chamomile all day…)
  • Oh uh this goes without saying and there’s no punchline but FUCKING WALKING
  • Also, playing sports and riding my bike! ughhhhhh fantasies

In conclusion having a broken leg is balls and I can’t wait to get this lumbering hunk of crap off my leg.  I’ve been a bit anxious and distracted all day just thinking about it.  I’m going to post a song, which I’m not sure has anything to do with my leg except that I find it immensely calming and cool to listen to when taking painkillers – it’s like drifting off into a whole other realm of bliss,

This tune of mind-bending beauty will send me off into a deep and healing sleep soon and then it’s just hours til the cast gets sawed off.  WATCH YO-SELF RIGHT FOOT SHOES, HERE I COME!