Kitty play and the broken ankle

So this past week I have been trying to play with our latest acquired cat, Molly aka the tank. She just loves to chase us as we run down the halls trailing a feather toy behind. I engaged in play this way with her twice but it turns out the broken ankle doesn’t care for this type of rough housing. Two of my three breaks are totally healed - one small break remains in the tibia and I suspect this tiny, tiny break is what is still making the ankle so cranky. There was much throbbing and shooting pain after I “ran” up and down the halls. Oh, and Molly has a bit of a temper and somehow she knows to target the bad ankle for her nips and swats, bad kitty, bad. I really need to go faster so heal ankle heal.

However there is much to celebrate - I am beyond thrilled that I walk fairly normally now and have been able to walk about 2.5 miles without feeling ankle fatigue. This is a definite step up from the beginning of Feb. when the ankle still got tired after ~ .5 miles or so. I now go up stairs without thinking about it at all, can go up and down the library step stool effortlessly and am thinking about resuming bike riding. I did a half mile trial run on the bike the other day and I think it is time to resume the bike commute. I am absolutely thrilled though that I no longer wear a compression sock every day (what a fashion statement that was) and finally had the bottom of my bed unelevated.

There still needs some improvement – I still cannot go downstairs without going really slowly and awkwardly, I still cannot run, my calf muscle is still a joke, getting up from the tub still requires the "splayed giraffe" move and I still cannot do child's pose or thunderbolt in yoga.

I do have a “it's a fact of life” reality with the ankle and I suspect some things are going to be status quo for awhile,for example, talk about stiff, in the mornings I give Frankenstein's monster a run for his money. I’m also pretty sure I am never going to be a yoga queen or even finish a five K race as a runner (and yes I did at one point run 5 ks) but – you never know