Three and a half weeks ago I landed in the doctor’s office with a bum ankle. I didn’t expect three and a half weeks later to still have pain, swelling, and bruising. And I really didn’t expect that I would still need a cane to help me walk without limping.
Aside from the physical issues the mental fatigue is really wearing on me. It is not easy to stay positive when you don’t heal the way you expect. And the longer this goes on the more the fear factor come into play. My mind easily drifts to what if this and what if that. I think my biggest struggle is not really knowing what’s wrong. Yes the initial diagnosis is an ankle sprain but the symptoms are outside of the scope of a routine ankle sprain.
I am doing my best to stay mentally fit (because walking slowly is about all I manage for staying physically fit). It doesn’t hurt that March Madness is here and I have good TV to watch while I sit with my leg elevated. Oh yeah, and I’ve also got a pimp ass cane.