Y’know, when I came to Australia I never thought I would be writing so much about being (even temporarily) disabled. All this new material, and meant very much for the outside world so I don’t have to send so many emails to everyone.
Today was my first private physio appointment. The fellow seemed a decent sort and discussed all kinds of injury-related stuff while giving me a foot and leg massage. (No, it wasn’t like that!) I still haven’t got the kind of range of motion back that I’d like, but apparently I have much more than many people who come in to his office, and he claims we can get back most of what I’m likely to get back in about a month and a half, if I’m diligent. The muscle strength in that leg should come back on a slightly longer timescale, but the bulk may take up to two years to reclaim. So I’ll have a weird left chicken leg for at least that long. Fortunately I don’t care how goofy I look in shorts.
The exercises I’ve been given read somewhat more whimsically than previous, including: Toe scrunching with tissues — 5 minutes. Besides just stretching the ankle and putting a load through it, which are both important, we’re also just trying to remind my foot what it feels like to be touching the ground and doing stuff. Picking up tissues, socks etc. with my toes is apparently a good way to do this. I see some silly games with Emily in the near future.
Today also marked two weeks after my previous Fracture Clinic, meaning I can now start putting as much weight as I can handle on my left foot. Accordingly I took my first few faltering steps. Just standing on it doesn’t hurt, but I feel an uncomfortable amount of pressure when I flex it enough to walk properly. I also have, like, zero strength left in my left ankle; it can’t yet stabilize me against the slightest deviation from vertical. So I’m going to have to use my crutches for at least another two weeks, less for load-bearing than for balance. I’ll see what I can do about that in the interim.
So I probably won’t be dancing in time for Canberräng (beginning of August). But I’m going to be optimistic and register for Southern Blues (first week of November). Just to have something to look forward to.