I haven’t been able to walk since Saturday.
And by walk I mean, but my weight on my left foot.
By weight on my left foot I mean, put my whole left foot on the floor without a lot of effort and/or sweating and/or swearing and/or pain shooting up my calf.
I kinda look like this:
The bad news is that I sprained my calf doing something healthy (step aerobics).
The good news is that it could have been SO. MUCH. WORSE.
Apparently the popping noise and excruciating pain I felt at the time I sprained my calf muscle is pretty much exactly what you feel when you tear your muscle away from the bone.
See what I mean about the GOOD NEWS?
I sprained the muscle, not TORE it from the bone.
Gasp!
Just thinking about it makes me cringe.
My recovery requires a whole lot of rest, ice, compression and elevation (RICE). I’ll be taking it slow and easy on crutches for the next week to 10 days.
Once I lay the crutches to rest, I’ll be s-l-o-w-l-y returning to regular activity (MINUS step aerobics).
Other good news?
I am both old enough to require a mammogram and young enough to require a whooping-cough shot.
How would you do if you were suddenly sidelined from your regularly scheduled life?
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