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Injury report: day 1
Aug. 31st, 2005 01:05 amI have torn, possibly completely, my left Achilles tendon. I did it playing volleyball this evening, in a pick-up game at work. I didn't know initially what was wrong.
( Details cut for the squeamish. )
I went back inside and talked with various people, both in person and online. Meanwhile, my leg got a bit more painful as I sat at my desk. I finally decided to go to a local emergency room rather than try driving the ~30 miles home*. After a remarkably short ER delay -- I was in and out in the space of two hours, which I thought was excellent given that I was almost certainly triaged lower-third -- I got a diagnosis of a torn/severed Achilles tendon. The doctor told me to make an appointment with an orthopedist in the morning**.
I now have two double-strength ibuprofen pills, and a prescription for Vicodin. I'll take one of the pills tonight, and fill the prescription tomorrow. Right now I have remarkably little pain, though I have been warned that it may well hurt a lot more in the morning.
* My boss rocks, in that he drove me to the ER, waited the entire time I was there, and then drove me to my grandboss's house. My grandboss rocks, because he drove me home. I am currently prohibited from driving a stick shift, so my car is likely going to stay where it is now -- parked at work -- until I can arrange to retrieve it, or until I can drive it again.
** The medical instructions they gave me say that if a severed tendon is not repaired within five days, it will shrink. I don't know if this means it then becomes irreparable, or if it is merely much harder to fix. Needless to say, I have no desire to find out which is true.
( Details cut for the squeamish. )I went back inside and talked with various people, both in person and online. Meanwhile, my leg got a bit more painful as I sat at my desk. I finally decided to go to a local emergency room rather than try driving the ~30 miles home*. After a remarkably short ER delay -- I was in and out in the space of two hours, which I thought was excellent given that I was almost certainly triaged lower-third -- I got a diagnosis of a torn/severed Achilles tendon. The doctor told me to make an appointment with an orthopedist in the morning**.
I now have two double-strength ibuprofen pills, and a prescription for Vicodin. I'll take one of the pills tonight, and fill the prescription tomorrow. Right now I have remarkably little pain, though I have been warned that it may well hurt a lot more in the morning.
* My boss rocks, in that he drove me to the ER, waited the entire time I was there, and then drove me to my grandboss's house. My grandboss rocks, because he drove me home. I am currently prohibited from driving a stick shift, so my car is likely going to stay where it is now -- parked at work -- until I can arrange to retrieve it, or until I can drive it again.
** The medical instructions they gave me say that if a severed tendon is not repaired within five days, it will shrink. I don't know if this means it then becomes irreparable, or if it is merely much harder to fix. Needless to say, I have no desire to find out which is true.
