P R O G R E S S  R E P O R T

c o m p l e t e d
– weeks 1 to 2: fibreglass cast + crutches | non weight bearing = commuting via Mike + Uber

c u r r e n t l – w e e k s  3 to 6: air cast + crutches knee scooter | non weight bearing = commuting via Mike + Uber + streetcar/subway [note: with my scooter I can only board the new ramp equipped streetcars and end up waiting at the stop watching several of the old ones pass before I can finally board]

It has been an eventful 2 weeks – a conclusion that I likely wouldn’t have drawn pre injury but my standards have since changed.  The weeks started with a visit from Winnipeg, carried into a 4 year wedding anniversary, and ended with a music festival.

Before my achilles decided to detach itself from my calf, my parents booked a trip out to Toronto.  Though I was a concerned for my limited ability to tour guide, I was excited to be fussed over and served up my fave Filipino comfort foods.

Since I now landmark my time in periods of leg progress, my parents’ visit came during my last week of a fibreglass cast and right before its removal.  As a 1st time cast wearer, the removal was a pretty terrifying experience.  Though I knew my leg wouldn’t end up a victim of the hand held circular saw, the fear of my calf being hacked off was a real momentary concern.

As I sat there with both shins exposed to the Fracture Clinic air waiting [forever] for the doctor to give me a once over and a technician to give me my boot, I snuck a peak at my medical file.  I can now precisely say that in addition to my possible armpit rash and  wrist pains from crutches, I suffered a proximal myotendinuos  junction tear.  Also while waiting, I decided I had suffered enough with crutches and, from my phone, ordered a knee scooter to get me through my last 4 non-weight bearing weeks.

[my new summer accessory #sotd!]

I did a pretty good job getting around with crutches but am excited for my new mode of transport.  Though still adjusting to the stares/double takes and speed/surface capabilities of my scooter, I’m sure I’ll develop a knee annoyance of some sort.  However, I’d rather that than my wrists or armpits.

[my 1st all terrain outting to the park was a little unnerving but successful]

The following weekend, Mike and I celebrated our 4 year wedding anniversary.  In our usual style, we celebrate with champagne + meat + cheese + oysters [just for me] + a delicious dinner.

We dined at George; the restaurant Mike apprenticed at while in culinary school and during our first summer in Toronto.  It was lovely blast from our past.

Also purchased before my achilles decided to separate itself from my calf, was a Sunday day pass to Field Trip; a music festival held on the historic Fort York grounds [a stone’s throw from my condo].

From the comforts of the accessibility box aka the best seats in the house, I got to scoot my way to a prime viewing zone to enjoy Charles Bradley and his Extraordinaires and Robyn.  I suppose one of the brighter sides to this clunky boot.

Doing my best to get out and enjoy the summer.

If you need me, I’ll be scooting!