I had an appointment with the orthopedic doctor this morning, or should I say, orthopedic physician’s assistant. I was happy to get an appointment with this practice, since it is one of the larger practices in the area and therefore is theoretically more likely to have experience with my type of injury. However, I was not happy to meet with a PA, not a doctor, that looked 5 years younger than me.
To his credit, he was much more thorough than the other doctors I have met with this week. After a set of new Xrays, the PA went over the new pictures of my foot with me. The xrays were weight-bearing (or at least some weight, since I still can’t put much weight on my foot) in order to gauge how my fracture will line up during the healing process. As you can faintly see in the x-ray below, part of my bone is slightly lower than the other side of the fracture. The PA mentioned that he believes the new bone tissue will fill in this gap and heal itself without having a surgical procedure. However, he wanted to speak with his orthopedic surgeon to confirm his assessment.
What does this mean for me?
Regardless if it’s surgery or not, it’s still 6 – 8 weeks in a boot for me. I have another 2 weeks of non-weight bearing time in the boot, which means I’ll be doing Sugarloaf Repeats on crutches this weekend and chasing Piper around on the Rollerfoot. Hopefully, I’ll be starting to put a little weight on my boot-wearing foot by the beginning of Thanksgiving week.
I tried to get the ok to do some sort of exercise — aqua jog, bike, anything — because I’m going on 6 days without an outlet. My longest break from running was after giving birth and that was only 6 days. I’m going to hit my crazy-psycho level of pent up energy soon. Mr Physician’s Assistant told me to stop pushing the limits and just sit on my bum for the next two weeks. Netflix suggestions, anyone?