It’s been awhile since I’ve talked about my Achilles Tendon Rupture/Recovery. There has been MUCH progress since I last blogged about it. Therefore, I figured I’d update all of you! I haven’t mentioned it much on this end of things mostly because it’s been so much a part of my every day life now I am pretty used to it! Crazy, but true.
To recap my injury:
On February 7, I went to dig a volleyball and in the process I ruptured (completely tore) my achilles tendon – rendering my left food basically useless. It honestly felt like someone just kicked the back of my foot, nothing huge. Not a lot of pain and not much I could do. I was unable to have surgery due to the location of the tear and have been waiting for this bad boy to heal up the all natural way ever since.
Getting the second cast off was pretty exciting, yet terrifying. I was soooo ready for the next step and I was just so happy to be able to shower/shave my leg (yes, I cheated and showered without the boot once or twice), but ummm it hurt. I have been in little to no pain throughout most of the process, but putting my foot in the walking cast was the worst day for me – It burned and felt all sorts of wrong. I actually cried in the doc’s office when this was going down – I was in a LOT of pain for a few days, but eventually it just went away and I’ve been rocking the boot ever since.
I think what has surprised me most about this whole process is the ever changing timelines. Initially I was told 8 weeks (or maybe I imagined that) and I am sitting at week 10 and I am only a little more than halfway healed back up. Basically I am unsure of anything at this point… I just have to be patient. That being said, I am thankful that this injury happened during winter time, although the crutches on the snow/ice of Chicago wasn’t fun – I’d much rather be trapped inside during those months (along with everyone else) than have to deal with this during the summer months. Hands down!
Fun Facts about my recovery thus far:
I still have bad days and good days – my foot still swells up if I work it too much. But it’s hard not to enjoy the newfound freedom of being able to walk on my own. So when I DO push it too much, I definitely take some time to rest/ice/elevate it. I still have quite a ways to go, but I am making progress and that’s all I can ask for at this point. Side note: If you know of anyone on crutches – send them a little note, you’ll brighten up their day. Crutches are NOT easy and not really all that fun and can definitely take a toll on you.
Mostly this whole experience so far has taught me that I need to SLOW down. I am so used to working all the time, traveling every free second and doing everything else a million miles a minute. During this, I just couldn’t. I’ve just had lots of time to think. Think about where I am going and what I want to do with my life/business/travels. Lots of fun and exciting things on the horizon to say the very least.
But for now, I am rehabbing my butt off (aka trying to spell out the alphabet with my foot) and taking it day by day and most definitely still rocking photoshoots in between. <3
What I DO know:
Last weekend, I had the honor of photographing little man Brody just 13 days new. This new family of three was beyond cute with the way they held, talked and looked at this guy who has clearly stolen both their hearts. Sneak a peek at some of my favorites below: