wow – what a weekend. Again, I am very sorry for not posting last week, but I can guarantee that this post will make up for it!
So, I have had a pretty unusual weekend. Yesterday, I woke up (obvs), went to work and went and played my netball game, just like I do every week. I got through the first quarter of netball (which for me, is a miracle in itself. I don’t think I have played one game this season without having to come off because I’ve injured myself). I was playing wing attack, and was ready to get the first centre pass of the second quarter. Next minute, I am on the ground, screaming. I wonder what has happened..
After getting lifted off court, attended to by the first aid officer at the netball courts and then later taken to the Wakefield Sports Clinic, I can confirm that I have torn my ACL – yay. Although, it is only a slight tear, it is still a tear and I can tell you right now I am in a lot of pain lol.
Anyways, I thought I would express how hard it is to do anything!! When I was younger, I used to think that hurting my ankle/leg would be awesome, because I could use crutches and like show them off – I was sooooo wrong. I literally got them earlier today, used them for about 30 minutes and was ready to throw them out the window.
But like, even simple tasks like going grocery shopping, walking down stairs, walking anywhere are just so hard. I had to get my brother to take me grocery shopping today because I had no food and couldn’t go shopping alone… I think i’ll have to start using woolies online now, ah damn.
So from here, I will be seeing an orthopaedic surgeon to discuss whats next. Maybe surgery? or maybe just a lot of rehab. But like my knee looks like a balloon – sooo swollen haha it kinda feels cool to touch, like its all soft and mushy ew. But this also means I cant work for a few weeks – kinda hard to teach kids to swim if I can’t walk (or swim), so I better find some decent movies to watch, because I really can’t do anything else. At all.
I was a little bit upset and depressed yesterday. I was at the hospital by myself and then came home to an empty house. And all I wanted was a tub of ice-cream. But, a) the shops were closed, b) I couldn’t really drive and c) I wasn’t paying $5 delivery on uber eats for a $5 ice cream. So instead, to drown my sorrows, I went to bed… cheaper solution. But today, I have still been a bit down. Just the realisation that I can no longer do some things, I cant go for my long beach walks, I can’t lie in bed because I need to keep going downstairs to get the ice from the freezer and again, I was alone. I have just realised that what were tasks I never had to think about, now are basically impossible to complete. It is going to be a long road to recovery, but I will get there.
So, if anyone is up for a movie night with ice cream, hit me up – thats about all I will be doing for the next month or so.
Thanks for reading and if you have any good Netflix shows to recommend, let me know!! XX