Much as I was looking forward to having my cast off today, I’ll confess I was also a little nervous. I just couldn’t see how I would instantly transfer from not walking on a leg for 6 weeks, to suddenly walking on it. And when the cast did come off, I could have cried. I knew my ankle and foot would look horrendously atrophied, but I wasn’t prepared for how it would feel. Like an uncontrollable jelly at the end of my leg. I didn’t seem to be able to do anything with it at all.
Anyway, the next step was to see the consultant. He pressed all around the site of the fracture – no pain. He asked me to bend the ankle as far as I could – I managed a little way. Then he bent it for me – I nearly hit the roof. How on earth was I going to walk on this thing?
The answer became clear. I was to be given an air boot. With this contraption on, I have to re-train my brain to put all my weight again on my left leg and get back into walking. I can take it off if I want – but unless I’m wearing it, I’m still not allowed to put any weight on the ankle for at least 4 weeks.
So, my next appointment with the consultant is in 6 weeks time and at the very least he wants to see me walking in to his office perfectly normally, but with the boot on. If I feel up to it though, I can start trying to walk without it after 4 weeks.
This is definitely taking longer than I thought!