Friday I was out running... About a mile and a half into my run, my ankle starts hurting. I think no big deal, I'll just run through it. Two miles...owie! By this time, either I'm walking home two miles or running/jogging the rest of the way. I decide to keep on running... S T U P I D!
At the end of the run I'm barely making it...chanting in my head, only a little ways to go, OMG you're and idiot, you better stop, no keep going, it's okay, I can do it, no pain, you better stop, etc...
I shower and head over Drew's... I tell him my ankle is fucked up... I manage to limp around the video store and wait in the truck while we get Chinese. We eat, put in a movie and I sit with my ankle up the rest of the night.
The next morning, ankle is still hurting. I have some breakfast at Drew's, go home and feed dogs, run out (okay limp out!) to do some grocery shopping, come home, think I'm really screwed, sit with some ice on my ankle, lay in the sun with ice on ankle... Drew comes over my house, I cook dinner, we eat and I sit with my ankle on Drew's lap the rest of the night... We go to bed...
Sunday we get up, my ankle looks much better. We decide to take the Shelby out to Kensington and lay out under a tree by the water for a few hours, then back to Drew's for leftovers and a fire out back... It was nice and we had lots of fun teasing (like an old married couple) back and forth...
Monday my ankle looks even better but still hurts... I go home after breakfast and layout with more ice for a good two hours. Lay around the house and go back over Drew's for the second movie we never watched...
Today, ankle looks even better, but still hurts. I make an appt. Dr sends me for x-rays and gives me a referral for a specialist...who I can't get in to see until NEXT Monday. Dr thinks it's a problem with my tendon and preliminary x-ray report shows no fractures, although it may be too early to see anything...
What a pain! I didn't write half of what I could say about the medical profession. I've been irritated since I left the Dr office...what a freakin' idiot. I think I may switch back to my other Dr. who is 25 - 30 minutes away because I don't like dealing with all the crap at my new Dr... Unreal...
Any who... still don't know what is going on with ankle...ankle is swollen, but doesn't hurt (could be no pain due to Motrin - LOL!)...
We shall see... I just can't believe that I have to wait almost a week and have been unable to run since Friday!!!! ARGH! How annoying! I was doing so well and running 20 - 25 miles a week... I guess I'll just have to start over in another ....????.... weeks...
Ah well...guess I'll go eat a mini-meal... ;)
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