Avulsion fracture of the Talus (ankle) bone – which happened when the ligament attached to the Talus bone snapped, causing the fracture.
Lovelies let me just tell you – I am still in SHOCK.
Honestly – how can I have a fractured ankle? Me? The person that continually ‘ploughs’ through life in heels – no matter what.
I’m the frustrating wife/mumma/friend that says ‘I’m fine’ continually and LOATHES admitting when there is something wrong with me. Instead, I circumvent the issue – YES, even when I’m in excruciating pain (more about that later).
So how did this bloody nightmare happen? (Look, I know it could have been worse, I appreciate I’m still a lucky duck and all that BUT, this has rattled my cage big time).
Jonny and I planned a double lunch date a week ago last Saturday with the gorgeous Karen Style Loving 2 and her lovely hubby Rob – Jonny and I have met Rob before, we both liked him instantly, he is honestly a gem of a man…we have since found out he also possesses Jonny’s love of a good single malt 😉 #scotchbuddies
On the morning, I got ready early to rush around like a loony shooting pics for the coming weeks 2 blog post features (thank goodness I did).
One was for Kennedys Boutique and the other the Unstoppable Woman campaign for Ziera shoes – speaking of which, have you nominated the mother/sister/girlfriend/colleague in your life that blows you away yet? Click the link below. She could win $2500 plus a few pairs of Ziera shoes.
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After the shoot, I decided to wear the final outfit to go out for lunch – I honestly loved the combination that much, I didn’t want to take it off.
You know those days when you simply adore what you’re wearing, and feel fabulous?
This was that day.
We arrived at the restaurant spot-on time, but couldn’t find a park. I then noticed one tucked (tightly) in a corner, my exact words to Jonny was ‘pug it in there’.
That space was the
soul sole (hee hee, see what I did there 😉 ) reason I fell over.
Getting out of the car was quite tight, the pavement was also curved, so really hard to walk on – you kind of had to shuffle. The next thing I know, my left ankle rolled outwards, which snapped the ligament away from the bone – OUCH was an understatement.
All Jonny heard was my right knee hitting the floor with an almighty slap. My right knee AKA known as my ‘bad’ knee. I had surgery 15 years or so ago which wasn’t at all successful. I felt the instant sting from a nasty graze on my knee and prayed to the knee gods that it would be ok.
However, within seconds the pain in my left ankle quickly took over.
But in typical Bev fashion I said to Jonny (as I unceremoniously peeled myself off the floor) ‘give me a second babe, I’m sure I’ll be fine’.
My left leg felt like I was walking on jelly – but I ignored it.
Jonny said later that night that he couldn’t understand how I manage to find the floor in such a small tight space. I could have easily broken my fall by landing in the flower bed, or even if I had grabbed the car – instead I decided to wedge myself in the tightest space on earth.
Looking back, I’m guessing it would be at this moment that most normal people would give into the pain and realise they had done some serious damage.
BUT NOT ME – I am so annoying.
My Dad Albert, seems to have passed on some strange things to me. One of them is a ridiculously high pain threshold.
Not so fun-fact…Albert also broke his left ankle (his was much worse than mine though). He also thought it was a good idea to walk on it and not head straight to hospital. I literally had to force him to go to A & E the day after he had fallen over (sounds like Jonny with me). He refused a wheelchair, told everyone he was ‘fine and dandy’ and that he had only agreed to go to the hospital, because I was so bossy”! When the old devil walked into the hospital, he galloped so quick, I had to run to catch him – not even joking!
His ankle now has pins and a plate holding it together – the hospital staff said they had never witnessed anything like his pain threshold.
So in true Albert style instead of collapsing into a sobbing heap on the floor, I brushed myself off, checked I hadn’t ripped my new favourite Bohemian Traders blouse and said ‘ok, let’s go’ to Jonny and walked into the restaurant, as if nothing was wrong.
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When Karen and Rob arrived, I half mentioned I had fallen over to Karen and then proceeded to show her my fabulous shiny shoes!
For the next four and a bit hours, I pretended my now (extremely swollen) giant-sized foot wasn’t trying to break out of my shoe and it wasn’t throbbing like crazy woodpecker vibrating a tree 😉
Although, when I stood up to go to the bathroom, I sort of realised something was badly wrong – but still didn’t say anything to anyone – we were all having such a wonderful afternoon, I didn’t want to spoil it.
I know, I hear you. Totally ridiculous.
But it’s the truth.
So the moral of the story is: DON’T be like me.
Give into the pain – it happens for a reason.
Otherwise you’ll end up with a very unattractive moon boot FOR 6 WEEKS or worse pins and a plate like ALBERT!
Psssst as you can see in the slide show, I don’t intend to let this boot stop me and Jonny is still being the fool photographer!
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