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I've been dealing with an ankle sprain since September, and was in a boot for abotu 6 werrks, have been doing PT and finally, my doctor orders an MRI. I had that on Friday, and got the results today.
He walked in with a solemn face and gave me the news: you've got a torn ligament. I had a knee-jerk reaction and cursed, then apologized for my language. It's just that that was literally the last thing I wanted to hear! I've already had surgery on this ankle, I didn't want to have to face that again.
Anyway, he sat down and was like, you've got 2 options, surgery, or wear a brace forever and still have problems...so I cursed again and said, well, surgery is the best option.
So I have an appointment in early January to discuss the nitty gritty details of the surgery and to schedule it.
What really sucks is that I'm an adult now and work so there's no break for me to do this over (last time I did it over summer break -- can you say bummer summer?), so I'm going to miss out on a good ampount of work.
The other thing is, I'm going to have to stay at my parent's house for at least the first week, if not longer so they can help me out because I remember last time I could barely do anything the first 2 weeks.
I'm really upset about this and I actually cried in the waiting room while waiting for my dad to come pick me up from the appointment. I'm 26...I shouldn't be on my 2nd surgery already!!
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