KateC70
My very first sprained ankle.
It's kind of ironic I was talking to my son the day before about how I haven't gotten a running injury yet. And we were discussing whether a sprain hurts worse than a break.
Well here is how it all started. Yesterday it was actually warm out for a change so I put my shorts on then my son and I went out for our run. It went as it usually does. We got close to our driveway and while walking through the yard I forgot about this one ditch( see picture to understand what I mean) and I was messing around with my watch not paying attention well my right foot stepped into the ditch violently rolling my ankle it popped I slammed knee first into the ground. Oh my god the pain was excruciating. Trying like hell to fight the tears I rolled over on my bum grabbed and hugged my ankle then cried like a 42 yo big baby. My son immediately ran over had me stand up while holding onto him then swept me off my feet carrying me to the house I felt like a princess a very ugly crying princess. :P
A couple hours of icing it he drove me to the ER to get an x-ray. I thought for sure I broke my ankle because of how painful it was. NOPE it turned out to be a 2nd degree sprain. A ankle boot thing and some painkillers then back home to the couch for the next few weeks. And that is my dramatic sprain story.
My very first sprained ankle.
It's kind of ironic I was talking to my son the day before about how I haven't gotten a running injury yet. And we were discussing whether a sprain hurts worse than a break.
Well here is how it all started. Yesterday it was actually warm out for a change so I put my shorts on then my son and I went out for our run. It went as it usually does. We got close to our driveway and while walking through the yard I forgot about this one ditch( see picture to understand what I mean) and I was messing around with my watch not paying attention well my right foot stepped into the ditch violently rolling my ankle it popped I slammed knee first into the ground. Oh my god the pain was excruciating. Trying like hell to fight the tears I rolled over on my bum grabbed and hugged my ankle then cried like a 42 yo big baby. My son immediately ran over had me stand up while holding onto him then swept me off my feet carrying me to the house I felt like a princess a very ugly crying princess. :P
A couple hours of icing it he drove me to the ER to get an x-ray. I thought for sure I broke my ankle because of how painful it was. NOPE it turned out to be a 2nd degree sprain. A ankle boot thing and some painkillers then back home to the couch for the next few weeks. And that is my dramatic sprain story.