Yep! first plaster of my life. |
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 ...