Saturday, December 28, 2024

Walking Wounded

I last played hockey on December 18th.  That was a morning game with my Vintage league.  About half way through the game, I chased a loose puck into the corner.  I lost my footing and my leg buckled underneath me.  I rolled down over my ankle with my entire body weight, and it bent in a way it's not supposed to.  No on was near me and I did not collide with anything, other than myself and the ice.  That inch or so of frozen water on top of a slab of concrete is not very forgiving.
My ankle was badly sprained, but I hobbled to the bench and tried to walk it off.  I tightened up my skate and then kept playing for another 45 minutes.  After the game I hung around for a holiday luncheon for a couple of hours.
Getting in to see my doctor and get it checked was problematic.  First it was a weekend, and then it was the Christmas break.  I was finally able to reach my doctor and had a telephone appointment yesterday.  My ankle is slowly improving, but my leg remains very bruised and swollen and is getting worse.  My doctors thinks I may have broken my leg, and I am scheduled to go in for X-rays on Monday.  In the meantime he told me to put on one of these walking boots.  When I wear it, and my leg has some support, it feels better.  When I take it off, within an hour or so my leg becomes very raw and painful and starts throbbing.  It seems the doctor's suspicions about being broken are likely correct.
I find this a little surprising as I continued to play on the leg for over half and hour.  Then for the next several days I hobbled around the house, ran some errands, visited my Mom, and went up and down the stairs repeatedly to my darkroom and my computer.
It seems I will not be getting back out on the ice for a while and am going to have to give this some time to properly heal.



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