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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Recovery from injury: 5 weeks and counting

Yep! first plaster of my life.
Got the plaster on my leg cut yesterday. Yeah, i did not mention that I hurt my ankle on 15 Aug 2011 (independence ??) badly. The sad part is, it did not happen doing some sport or hi-octane activity..yep. I had gone to check out on houses for a very good friend and was climbing down stairs near my apartment. Trust me, it wasn't the poor stairs' fault. It was me who was hurrying down ..kind of running :(. Actually, I do that quite often, ie., running while coming downstairs. That is ..no wait..'was' one of my bad habits. Blame my long frame and legs! You know the momentum feels really good while coming down. Anyway, so I ran down the whole stairs and had put my first step on the ground. The ground had some pebbles perhaps..and my left ankle got twisted inwards...it pained like hell when I heard the cluck-cluck sound coming from the feet-side. Here I should mention that in the past too, i've had my ankle twisted quite a number of times, and my ankles are prone to such events. But never did I ended up in this kind of pain. It had always been a sprain which subsided in a few hours.

After hurting my ankle I almost toppled and would have fallen had I not re-balanced myself quickly. Came back home ..hopping on one leg, did a tiny iodex massage and went for a nap. Two hours later I woke up to feel the damn pain, couldn't keep my foot on the ground. Had swelling around the joint too. Mom and I knew that things were not OK and we should visit the hospital. Doc advised plaster for 3-4 weeks and told us that i had a fracture.
Inspite of a five week rest I was disappointed when I did not find the recovery which I expected  ...you know it was my first (and hopefully last!)...some pain is still there if i try to walk normally. To avoid the pain, I have to put my feet slowly, cautiously and being aware of the angle of foot lift and drop. Also have to walk with a stick. Now I've put an anklet, to give support to the joint. I have a feeling that it'll take yet another month for 90% recovery ...too long!

By the way, the whole experience was, in a way, an eye opener. First, body cannot take twists and turns and punishments as it could take..say 3-4 years ago. It grows old :(. Not that I was not aware of this..I have always been somewhat of a fitness-freak, but there is nothing like 'first-hand experience', 'first encounter' or 'pehla-nasha'...call it whatever you want. It is now that I've truly understood..from the bottom of my body.. that regular exercize is super important to keep the bones and other inside stuff (immune, digestion, metabolism level, skin quality, blood flow, bp, heart muscle etc) strong and capable for absorbing jerks and shocks, thereby avoiding the hospital visits. Second, as we grow old we should stop our childish habits ...like running down the stairs ...