Oh it’s been a while after all, but it feels much longer.
Recovery will take as long as it takes and I’ve mostly made peace with that. I don’t feel that I’ve had any setbacks and I’m grateful for that. Once I wrapped my head around the fact that I could be on crutches up for up to three months then it became an ultra of recovery. I did hit a low point as I neared the halfway mark towards the second half of May–my leg was hurting more, perhaps I was trying to do too much–I felt miserable for a few days but like all low points it passed. A kind ultrarunner loaned me the ultrasound bone stimulator that she no longer needs, and within a few days of starting treatments with it I was able to take my first few wobbly steps without crutches. I could have cried with joy.
A week or so later I had my second MRI and follow-up doctor’s visit. The MRI report downgraded my injury to a “stress reaction” and noted that the bone was not fractured (seems it’s just weak) with accompanying bone marrow edema. My ortho gave me a prescription for physical therapy and the green light to get in the pool- pool walking, aqua aerobics, and swimming are fine. My fantastic PT adds new exercises to my routine every week and also said I could bike- recumbent stationary, no resistance. I’m fine with all that.
I’m coming up on week 10 of crutches but for the past few weeks I’ve been able to use forearm support crutches, which are easier to get around with than the underarm type. At home I can get around with one crutch but I take both when I go outside and have walked up to half an hour or so with them, though I’ve been advised to limit my walking around to only what is necessary.
My next ortho appointment and MRI will be in three weeks, and I’m hoping for a good result and permission to get off the crutches at that time. Running is still a ways off, but I’d really like to walk freely and start yoga by mid-late summer. That is as far as my recovery horizon can realistically stretch. While my PT said he sees no reason why I wouldn’t be able to get back to my previous level of activity and ultras, I have to say that I have no idea what lies on the other side of this injury–whether I’ll still be willing to put up with the pain and risk of hurting so much and for so long again. There are, after all, many other adventures in this world to be had, and I have a ready imagination for them.