That Time I Ended Up In A Wheelchair

Why oh why is it that the things we love end up causing us the most pain?

Ahh, netball, the things you do to me.

Anyone who has been following this blog for a while will realise that this is not the first time I’ve been injured while playing netball- last time it was my ankle, and before that it was my knee.

So what have I done now? Ruptured my achilles… ouch.

Wheelchair lol

It happened during training- I made a turn to go and mark my player, then I heard a sound that I thought was a ball hitting the back of my ankle. It didn’t really hurt, as I remember feeling more annoyed because I thought someone had thrown a ball at me, and it only when I fell forwards while trying to look for the ball in question, that I realised that there was something wrong with my ankle.

I found it difficult to put weight on it and it felt a bit floppy, so I knew that there was something really wrong.

After two days of limping on it and pain with any attempts at weight bearing, I was finally seen in fracture clinic, where a positive Thompson test confirmed a ruptured achilles. I also had a ultrasound that was further proof that yepp, it’s mostly gone. (I cried).

So I’m currently on crutches and will be in cast for 4 weeks. After that, it’s a wedged boot for 6 weeks, and then I start physiotherapy to get me walking. I’ve been told that I won’t be back to full function till around March, so I’ve got a long journey ahead of me. I most likely won’t be playing netball again; well atleast not before the end of the academic year, as I wouldn’t want to risk re-rupture closer to exams.

Okay, enough negatives. Here are some reasons to be cheerful, despite how much this all sucks:

  1. I don’t need to have surgery. HALLELUJAH for that.
  2. My cast should hopefully be coming off the day before we start hospital placement.
  3. My hospital placement is really close to uni and my house, so I don’t have to worry about travelling far with reduced mobility.
  4. I may not be able to walk properly for a while, but this is only temporary.
  5. At least this happened now, and not closer to exams because just IMAGINE how stressful that would be.
  6. The university has provided me with a mobility scooter to get around campus, which has been both hilarious and fun.

And last but not least, I am so so SO blessed to have such good friends, who have really been a blessing. I have been overwhelmed by the kindness and concern people have shown me- I’ve cried so much in the last two weeks, but happy tears! From lifts, to food and chocolate, and many ‘Get Well’ messages, life on crutches has not been too bad at all, and for that, I’m very grateful.

(Special mention to Samirah for being my ‘Carer,’ as she has been so perceptive to my needs, and I’ve felt so much less alone with her by my side whilst navigating through campus and getting into lectures. To York Girl as well, who has taken on the majority of the burden of getting me to and from campus; you are a wonderful human being.)

I’ll be posting updates on how my recovery is going, but I’ll leave you with a video of me #cruisin’ in my mobility scooter. The Keen One a.k.a. Kenny finally won me over to Instagram, so you can follow all my adventures here.

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