Broken ankle

It has been two weeks since I broke my ankle. The healing process is slow. So so so slow. I’m so thankful I have a job that allows me to be off.

So far I have:

-read two books

-built two Lego sets

-made a ton of granny squares for a blanket

-binged the handmaidens tale

I’m very ready to be all better so I can have a glass of wine lol.

Anyone have any tips for keeping the restlessness away?

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2025/5/4 Edited to

... Read moreWow, two weeks feels like an eternity when you're stuck! I totally get the restlessness. When I first broke my ankle, I was in shock, then agony, and now... just bored and eager to get back to normal. The initial pain and seeing my leg in that beige elastic bandage, then later the grey orthopedic walking boot with straps, was a stark reminder of how limited I was. But I quickly realized that giving up wasn't an option and finding ways to cope was essential. One thing that absolutely saved my sanity was finding ways to stay active, even if it meant just my upper body. Before my injury, I loved my full-body workouts, but now it's all about modification. I've started doing seated resistance band exercises for my arms and shoulders. Even simple things like lifting light weights while sitting or doing chair dips can make a huge difference in mood and energy. I also found gentle core exercises I could do safely without putting any weight on my injured foot. It's not the same as a run, but it helps me feel stronger and less like a patient. And trust me, feeling productive, even a little, goes a long way when you're mostly confined to one spot. Speaking of the healing process, it's a wild ride, isn't it? I remember the first few days, the swelling was intense, and the bruising started to spread. Seeing that yellowish bruising and later the yellowish-green bruising around my ankle was a bit shocking, but my doctor assured me it was all part of the body's natural repair process. It's fascinating how the colors change over time! Every time I see my red painted toenails, it reminds me that even small comforts matter during this time. Elevating my leg whenever possible, icing it regularly, and making sure my boot wasn't too tight have been crucial in managing the swelling. Don't be alarmed by the various hues of bruising – it's often a sign that things are indeed healing, albeit slowly. Beyond physical activities, I've found a few other things indispensable. Setting small, achievable goals each day helps – whether it's reading an extra chapter, completing a section of a Lego set, or making one more granny square. Also, connecting with others who've gone through similar injuries has been incredibly supportive. Hearing their stories and tips has made me feel less alone. And hydration! Staying well-hydrated and eating nutrient-rich foods feels like I'm actively helping my body mend. Lastly, don't underestimate the power of a good, comfortable spot to rest and elevate your foot. It makes a world of difference. Hang in there – we'll get through this, one slow, healing day at a time!

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