My ankle surgery...

On March 15, I had ankle surgery on my right ankle.  There's no exciting story to tell about the "why" of the surgery, but the surgeon (a doctor and friend that my mom works with) explained to me that he had to go in and clean up the mess.  It was a micro-fracture, and the more technical term was an osteochondral defect.  All I knew was that it had started hurting even to walk around the zoo with my kids.  It wasn't just pain associated with running anymore; it had started to effect everyday activities.  So I'm glad that I had the surgery.  I had this splint (above) for a week and then a hot green cast for two-three weeks, so I didn't drive for about a month! 

We were so blessed by the family and friends that took care of me.  We had meals delivered several times a week for about a month, and my friend, Sarah, took Gavin to school for about two weeks when I couldn't drive.  It's times like these when "It takes a village.." really rings true.  Everyone pitched in to lighten my load, which was such a gift to our family.  Thank you all for your kindness and support. 

I did PT for many weeks, and I've been cleared to do lots of exercise/activities that I enjoy, though I really do miss just running outside, and I don't know when I'll be cleared to do that.  And I miss Zumba and step class, too, but I can understand that those things may not be the best for my ankle.  It's hard for me to accept that the healing is really a process, and my physical therapist told me that it would be normal for me to experience pain and or discomfort for up to a year post-surgery.  I've been bummed about this lately, though I will say that I've really been loving the bike rides that I've been taking on my awesome new road bike.  (Thanks, Hubby, for my great bike!)