when i look down at my ankle, it’s safe to say there’s something really wrong with it. i got myself into my chiropractor because i thought my ankle was locked, jammed or sprained of some sort, turns out i needed to go to hospital more. the size of my ankle is twice the size of my normal and there’s random bruising on my ankle bone not to mention it’s burning inside. he suggested there’s an infection and get it checked out as soon. me being me, i checked the emergency wait times and declined. i wasn’t going to spend six hours at the hospital, but booked in to see my family doctor tomorrow morning
second week into my rehab program with the chiropractor and it brought some good news. although i still am off limits when it comes to the gym, second week is noticeably better than the first. i no longer wake up feeling like a train hit me. my chiropractor likes that my back progressing at his pace, but now has to check whether my elbow is fractured. after bending it and twisting it, i’m leaning towards no fracture
it’s been an atrocious week for me. ever since dodgeball playoffs ended last saturday, my world has turned upside down. a visit to emergency room on sunday morning didn’t give me the slightest idea of my finger injury status. i haven’t got a clue what was going on, what my path looks like, or what i should do. my biggest fear is the severity will keep me from training for what quite possibly is my one and only chance. i was really worried because i am already feeling pressed for time because there isn’t an abundant of time remaining and there’s a lot of training and learning needed to be done. this competition is one that i have been really looking forward to, so i would be more than disappointed if i cannot compete. but at the same time, knowing i will not risk entering the competition if i know i am not prepared to give myself the best chance possible. i was beyond stressed out because i couldn’t even tell my loved ones the truth of what happened and what was going on in my head. i was forced to really downplay the whole situation and acted like nothing is wrong when truth is everything was clearly not right. i spent the next four days really battling myself and everything else, and at some point it got so low i felt like i was a wreck. thankfully i am surrounded by people willing and ready to help. i knew i couldn’t continue to let everything get out of hand; i needed to pick myself off the ground and regroup because no matter what tomorrow holds, i needed to fix my finger. an acupuncture treatment was a good start to reduce the swelling and increase the mobility. a date to see my physio really put me at ease cause i trust him more than many, so when he says he’s almost certain there’s no fracture, i believe him. slowly but surely, it’s making progress and it’s looking a lot like my hopes for competition is still alive
just trying to get help for my finger by having an acupuncturist poke me repeatedly with needles. in order to decrease the swelling and bruising, draining some blood out of my finger is a must. she told me it’d hurt a little and that i will lose six to seven drops of blood; she told me not to panic, and i didn’t. maybe it’s the fact that i didn’t, that she decided she’d go through the process twice. i would admit it was painful especially having her squeeze it out, but i am disappointed i didn’t lose twelve droplets nor did i manage to get good snapchat footage of the process
guess who’s not going and not capable of going to celebration of lights fireworks tonight. i sprained my ankle this morning but life and teaching must carry on without showing my pain to others. strapped on some tape and onwards with teaching, won’t know how black and blue it will be until it’s unwrapped. this ruins a lot set plans and puts a lot of my upcoming activities in jeopardy
curious how i would fit into my student’s size 1 chest protector. felt pretty good and unrestricting too bad it sits three inches above my hip meaning I would expect regular bruised hips, i will stick with size 2 because i like my hip bone and wouldn’t want to bruise more than i already do
ankle still swollen and only feels worse after a night of dodgeball. having consulted my physio, apparently he had told me i was suppose to ice for next three days and wasn’t suppose to be do sporting activities. now that really disrupts my schedule, what am i going to do for the rest of the week??