A little over 3 weeks ago, I injured my ankle while walking the dog. A third party observer would have laughed at my stumble on ice, attempt at recovery which failed and a fall to the ground over an awkwardly placed foot.
As I went down, I kept believing my foot would slide along the ice, out of harm’s way, but it never happened and my full weight twisted my ankle out of any normal range of motion.
Unable to put any weight on it at all, I had to crawl home through a greenbelt behind the block I live on, Finnegan leashed to my wrist.
The result is that I am still limping around and going to physio to repair the damage and hockey is off the list until at least March.
Every day that I think it feels better, something tweaks it and the pain returns, renewed.
I’m hoping my physio can get me back on track soon.
