The Incredible Shrinking Krista

Monday, July 22, 2013

Something very weird just happened

Something very weird just happened, and I know what I THINK it means, but I won't know for sure until tomorrow.

So, I had an MRI done on my right foot/ankle on June 14, before leaving to go to my professional conference in Alabama.  At the time, the radiology place gave me a CD of the images and said they would forward a report to the doctor's office, which they did.  I went back to see him on June 24, he put me in a boot, and I went back again on July 15, he gave me a cortisone shot and told me to come back in 3 weeks, but he'll be out of town, so it ended up being 4 weeks, August 12.

So, at my appointment on June 24, the doctor told me he wasn't really very happy with the MRI report he was forwarded and asked me to bring him the CD so he could look at the images himself.  He had told me at one point that if surgery was required, he would be referring me to his partner as he does feet, and the partner does ankles.  He would feel better if the partner did the surgery on my foot.  I took the CD of MRI images into my appointment with me this past Monday, July 15 and Dr. Hauser said he would review the images.

So, tonight, I'm on my way home from work, and my phone rings with a local number.  I wasn't sure who it was, but I answered it, and to my surprise, it was a reminder that I have an appointment with the ankle specialist on Wednesday morning at 8:00.  Now, as far as I know/knew, my next appointment was to be on August 12, with Dr. Hauser, but this appointment is on Wednesday morning with Dr. Nolan.

Hmmmmm, I could be wrong, but we were trying non-surgical interventions with a referral to the ankle specialist for surgery only, or that was my impression.  I'm calling first thing tomorrow morning to see what this is all about, but here is my hypothesis.  I'm guessing that after reviewing the images from my MRI, the foot guy decided that the damage was worse than described in the MRI report, and asked the ankle specialist to take a look.  I think the ankle specialist took a look and between them they decided that surgery was the best/only option, and scheduled an appointment for me, but I'm not sure.....

We'll see what happens, I'll update after my apparent appointment on Wednesday morning. Who knows...

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

frustration abounds

I had called my doctor the other day to see if I was allowed to ride a bike or swim or anything while I'm still in the boot until August 12.

He called me back this morning, and left me the message that I least wanted to hear. apparently with the location of the fracture in my foot, any kind of stress on it could cause a growing stress fracture.  I am basically allowed to do only the minimal amount of walking to get where I have to be.  If I am not walking to or from the bathroom, work, the car, bed, etc I need to be sitting and putting my foot up.  I can't swim, bike, walk for exercise, elliptical, NOTHING.  I am SO frustrated.

So, I'm going to spend the next 4 weeks following directions and doing NOTHING that I don't have to and staying of my feet.  I am praying that doing so will mean a full recovery and I can start running and swimming then to get into running/walking shape and finish my 10k in October in under 1:30. I then have a Half marathon on December 29, February 24 and April 13.  These races I am already registered and paid for, and I won't be adding anything else to this list.  My goal is to get in the best shape of my adult life and do the best that my body will allow.

I have a few immediate goals:

1--follow doctor's orders
2--clean up my diet
3--train smart for the races already on my calendar
4--finish!  Do my training and finish the races I start.

I have failed so many times and I am SICK of it.  I want the life I have always wanted, and this is nothing more than yet another set-back.  I'll get through this, and get trained. I will run across that finish line at Princess Half Marathon with a great deal of pride and self-satisfaction.


Tuesday, July 16, 2013

It's been a while

So I went out and did the Quay 5k.  I felt GREAT!!  I mean GREAT, till the next morning when I couldn't walk.  I will say though, that my prediction of time on Saturday morning of 55 minutes was dead on.  I actually finished in 55:40, still under an hour, but definitely needs to improve!  My son though, and his little speedy legs, finished in 31:27.  He did an AWESOME job and I couldn't be more proud of him!  Yet again, after a very short, mere 3.1 mile run/walk, my ankle was swollen to the size of a small cantaloupe, with no flexion AT ALL, and it was really painful.  I decided enough was a enough and it was time to seek out a foot/ankle specialist because obviously the reason that the original orthopedist gave me that my ankle pain was nothing more than the fact that I was fat, was accurate.  Besides, if my weight was the only reason my ankle was painful and swelling, wouldn't that effect both ankles?  I mean, really?!?!

So I called and made an appointment with a foot/ankle specialist, and my appointment was on June 10.  He recommended an MRI, which I had on June 14, got the results on June 24.  I have a small fracture in the talis bone of my foot, it is old, but healing, but running isn't helping, so no weight bearing exercises allowed AT ALL!  I had told him I was doing CrossFit, so he even went so far as to say no squats, lunges, jumping, walking excessively or running. 

I followed the directions given, even wore the doggoned boot down to the beach when hubbs and I wanted a romantic walk on the beach.

Followed up with the doctor yesterday.  Still experiencing a lot of pain and swelling, more pain in the boot than when I wasn't wearing one, but maybe that's a good sign?  At any rate, he explained in detail what the surgery would be like to repair my ankle, which included taking cartilage from my knee to put in the ankle to help the cartilage re-grow, or some other inorganic substance that imitates cartilage, or maybe even from a cadaver.  At any rate, in the interim, he felt like 4 additional weeks in the boot and a cortisone shot might remove the necessity of surgery, so that's what we are doing now.  I won't even begin to try to describe the pain of a needle going all the way through your ankle joint, I'll leave it to your imagination, but we'll just say, the doctor figured out quickly that I could indeed curse like a sailor.

So, next follow-up appointment is August 12, at which point I'm praying for an eviction notice from the boot.  I'm also still waiting to hear back from the doctor about whether or not I can swim between now and then, or if it is too much stress on the joint.  He did tell me I couldn't even run or walk extensively in the pool, so I'm betting swimming is out too.