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.