May 23rd, 2004
Hey there all im new to this community!!! I was looking for a place that others knew what i was going through!!!!! On April 18th of this year i was playing on my neighbors trampoline with some friends i was coming down as they were going up and wouldnt you know it the damn trampoline thing was tight and when i landed my knee buckled inwards. And then im not sure if i heard it or if i felt but there was a popping sound. I knew right away something was not right, so my friend called up my husband and he parked our car right next to the trampoline so he could take me to the ER. LOL easier said than done cause when i tried to slide off that damn trampoline me knee cap started wobbling back and forth and the pain i cant even describe, lets put it this way having a baby was nothing compared to this.....i was screaming my freaking head off and the only thing that relieved the pain was when i pushed the knee cap back in place. So lol after that there was no way i was going to get off that thing myself let alone not have professionals helping me. So the ambulance came and took me to the ER. It took 3 hours to straighten my knee, cause when i fell and arrived my knee was bent. It was the most excruciating pain i ever been through. After being referred to an orthopedic surgeon and having an MRI turned out i tore my inner knee ligament the MCL and the ACL and my inne quad muscle along with a crack to the mensicus (sp?) and the knee cap dislocated (which is why i had the major pain). I had knee surgery about 2 weeks after the incident and in the mean time the only way i could get around was with a wheelchair that kept my leg extended at all times.
Before going into surgery my doctor kept warning me that i would need physical therapy after the surgery. I never hurt myself before so i had no idea what to expect, and despite my doctors warning i went into that surgery thinking for sure that they would get as much fixed as they could and the pain would be gone for good and i would be normal again. So it was a big shock for me when i learned that wasnt the case. Anyways so now im going to physical therapy everyday except for saturday and sundays. Everyday the therapist has to bend my knee just a little bit further than what she did they day before to break up all that scar tissue. And its fustrating as hell cause let me tell you that scar tissue when it breaking up it hurts like hell, my knee feels like its on fire. As of friday she bent my knee to 72 degrees with the doc saying i MUST get to 90 degrees by the end of next week. So im worried. I have a 2 yr old daughter and its fustrating not being able to do the things i used to do with her, i get tired of the damn pain and the wheelchair and the stupid brace they have me in. They tell me that once i hit 90 degrees that it will be so much easier and wont be so bad, but right now im having a hard time buying that story......it gets very depressing!!! Anyways so thats my story!!!!!!
May 6th, 2004
I'm feeling pretty discouraged right now with my leg.
I mean, I'm walking now, finally. Without a brace, or a cast or anything. It's great and all, but I'm starting to worry about my range of motion. My ankle just does not want to bend in certain ways.
I'm still having a really hard time walking down the stairs. I have to put both feet on the step below me before I can move on to the next one.
It's been three weeks now since I've been allowed to walk without the brace. The doctor told me that if I wasn't back to my full range of motion in four weeks that I should talk to him about getting a physical therapist. Maybe I'm just being impatient.
All I know is I wake up sore every morning. I'm still limping, and my ankle is still really stiff.
And if I spend too much time on my feet, it swells up.
It's frustrating. Is it possible that I'll never recover fully? That always seemed like an unlikely possibility, but the longer it's taking, the more I worry.
April 12th, 2004
|something11||07:00 pm - injury blues...|
hi...im new to this community. i came across it because today in softball practice i landed badly on my recently injured ankle and my coach would not let me practice...and i became really depressed...so i added sports medicine to my interests and i found this community. i was reading the other posts and it made me feel a lot better, bc i know that im not the only one that has to go through the pain of being injured and trying to recover.
About one year ago, almost 10 days into softball season we were doing a sliding drill and my ankle got stuck in the wet sand and bent backwards with my momentum...i heard a really loud popping sound and it was the most painful thing i had ever experienced. i cried sooo much partly because of the pain i was in..and partly because i knew that i would not be able to play softball this season. i fractured my fibula and because of the severe swelling my bones in my ankle shifted...so i had to have surgery...i have a metal plate in my ankle and i had a huge screw but that was taken out in my second surgery. so i was right..i was out for the entire softball season and i was on crutches for about 3 months...and went into a state of depression...because sports is a big part of my life and i felt miserable watching my team play without me. so once i recovered it was all back to normal...i could run jump..play basketball...do anything! so i worked my butt off to gain my position as a starting second-baseman for my varsity team...i would go to the batting cages at least twice a week and work with a coach for my fielding...the day after i regained my spot on the field...we had a sliding drill again...and i did the same thing but to the other ankle...luckily i had this ankle brace on and i only sprained it and tore a ligament. so i have been out for about six weeks and well i hurt it again...its just so frustrating! i hope to be out on the field playing again really soon...because i dont think i can watch one more game from my bench and not be able to help my team in ne way.
Current Mood: disappointed
Current Music: linkin park-hit the floor
April 2nd, 2004
|sohwhat||09:19 pm - surgery!!|
They found some extra time for me, so my surgery got moved up a week... I'm going in this Wednesday! I was mentally prepared for having my operation 2 weeks from now, and now it's a few days from now. I never thought I'd be so excited about an operation, but what if this one fixes my leg and I can walk again? I don't think I even remember what it's like to walk! What if I can climb again? What if I can snowboard and run again? What if the pain goes away? It's been about SEVEN AGONIZING MONTHS.
I don't want to get my hopes up too high, though. It's my 3rd operation, and what if I end up no better off that I am now, but with 4 more scars running up and down my leg? No one seemed to be able to fix me before. And Leg is already butchered as it is. I don't care about the asthetics, but them scars HURT. I just counted, I have NINE incisions/scars already, one of which is still very painful. My doc keeps telling me I will never be back to normal. I know he's trying to help me so I'm not set up for disappointment, so I'm trying to temper my excitment.
I want Wednesday to come tomorrow!
Current Mood: nervous
I got my fiberglass cast off today. I guess I should be happy, but now I'm in this damn walking boot thing, and it's way more uncomfortable than that fiberglass cast was. And a whole lot heavier.
I had the option of getting another fiberglass cast that I could walk on instead, but I chose this thinking it would be better to be able to take the damn thing off for showers.
But showering with nothing on my leg makes me feel really unsafe. I wish I had gotten the stupid fiberglass instead.
This thing makes my leg so hot. I was never this uncomfortable in the fiberglass. ugh...
And now I have to wait until Monday to do anything about it!
And supposedly I can walk without the crutches now. I haven't actually managed to succeed in doing that yet though. It hurts too much, and I'm too afraid I might fall or something.
It was nice to see my leg finally. It was still all bruised and swollen. It's weird how skinny it got in only three weeks too.
Current Mood: frustrated
March 28th, 2004
It's starting to feel like a nightmare from which I can't awake. I lie in my bed feeling great surging waves of panic arise and I want to scream. I want to rip my leg off. I want to get out of this body and be free. I want it to stop. I just want this to stop. :-(
Current Mood: depressed
March 27th, 2004
|lightisfading||12:12 am - cast off, after 8 weeks :)|
I'm lazy and in pain, so i'm not gonna copy it all over here, but my story is at www.mybrokenleg.com/sez.
I got one of my screws removed today, and the cast off, and it bloody well hurts like hell! I'm about to brave sleeping without my cast.. scary!
Oh, and i was a BAD girl and undid all the bandaging on my leg, except for the dressing over the new wound (and killed some of the dead skin!). I know. I know, you're not meant to take off dressings that the pros put on... but i wanted to see how the other scar was looking.
Despite everything hurting like hell, it felt SO good to kill a load of the icky skin on my foot, and (electric) shave my leg... only a few inches at the bottom where the scars are are still covered and hairy and icky ;)
(i was also a bad girl and used a ruler to scratch inside the cast before it came off... and it shows... most of my leg is dead skin free, all apart from the bits i couldnt get to with the ruler!)
Hoping this community grows :)
-Sarah / Sez
March 26th, 2004
|moonsocket||02:34 pm - fibula fracture at the climbing gym|
I recently broke my leg, so I thought I'd start a community for others of you who might be in a similar situation.
On March 9th, I was taking a class at a rock climbing gym. We were just practicing bouldering on the walls, so we weren't on ropes. We were only a few feet up, but I lost my balance, and came crashing down on the floor, right on my ankle.
I tried to stand up after a minute or two of sitting on the floor feeling very dazed. But standing up was so painful, I decided I was better off sitting. The instructor got me an ice pack, and I called my husband to come pick me up from the gym. A couple of people at the gym helped me out to our car, and I went home to elevate my leg. By that time, it looked like a purple and blue golf ball was lodged in my ankle.
I didn't go to the doctor right away, I figured maybe it was just sprained, and I'd wait until the morning to see how it felt. The next day when I realised I still couldn't stand on it, I got x-rays, and it turns out I have a fractured fibula. I was sent to the orthopedist who put me in a fiberglass cast, which I have to wear for three weeks (only one week to go!). And then I'm supposed to get a walking cast to wear for another three weeks. *sigh*
So for a little over two weeks now I've been laying in bed with my foot on a pillow, taking pain medicine, hobbling around on crutches, wishing this were all over with.
I've spent a lot of time surfing the 'net to drown out the boredom, and I came across mybrokenleg.com which has a collection of diaries kept by people with broken legs. Some of the stories there are downright inspirational.
There's also a lot of useful information on the website. Check it out, if you haven't already.
But since no one ever replied when I asked for a diary there, I figured I'd start one here, and might as well make it a community. So please join and tell us your story!
Current Mood: mellow
Current Music: XM Radio- Channel 51