Fun With Injuries, Revised: Achilles Tendonitis.
"Is this related to diabetes, or is this purely a running thing?"
I think the podiatrist guy could read my face, pleading for him to tell me this was simply a sports injury.
"I see a lot of runners coming in with this, especially those who are doing daily distance, and if you have even a mild pronation, Achilles tendonitis is very common." He paused. "And it's much more common in my diabetic patients, due to blood sugars and their effect on tendon health. Have you had issues with tendonitis before?"
I thought back to just after Birdy was born. "I had issues with my wrist after the birth of my daughter, so it's not a big surprise that I've wrecked up my ankle."
The podiatrist took x-rays to entirely rule out plantar faciitis, and then fitted me with an immobilization boot (which made me clomp around like a graceless dinosaur - yes, different from the dinosaurs you often see ice skating competitively).
"The absolute best thing you can do is stay off of your foot, but with a little one at home, I'm sure that sounds impossible."
"So wear this boot as much as you can, just not when you're sleeping. Put it on first thing in the morning and wear it continuously throughout the day. Do not drive in it, though, because the point of it is to restrict your foot's movement. You should take breaks and ice your ankle periodically, but then put the boot back on. If you aren't feeling any percentage of relief after a few days, schedule a follow up appointment, as we may want to do an MRI to rule out a tendon tear."
And for once, I followed directions. (I know.) I sat around my house, mostly mobile, for a week, with this velcro-clompy boot strapped to my right foot. After three days, I saw minimal approval, if any at all. But after about a week and a half, my foot is finally back to being able to support my weight without forcing my body instantly into Leaning Tower mode. And through the magic of over-the-counter support braces like this one, ibuprofen to keep the inflammation at bay, stretches, and good, old-fashioned laziness, I'm finally starting to see some real progress.
Traveling over the weekend to the Las Vegas JDRF's Health & Hope Symposium was a little tricky, with all the walking around in the airport and standing up during the conference, but it's now Tuesday, and it's been almost three weeks since I woke up feeling like my ankle was made out of garbage. I'm very grateful that the podiatrist was able to see me on such short notice (he got me in two days after posting this, which in HCP Availability Land, that's borderline magical), and that he suited me up with that crazy-ass space boot right away.
Even though I've felt like a (five-toed?) sloth for the last few weeks, I'm more interested in mending this mess than making it a chronic thing. (I have had my fill of "the chronic.") I'm looking forward to getting back to running, but am wiling to take it slow in pursuit (ha?) of a full recovery.