Today was the first day of the new session of volleyball. I had a new team with a player new to the league.
We were struggling to keep up during the first game (of three). We still had a chance, and we played well. They were playing better.
About halfway through the first game, during a play, I thought one of my teammates had kicked me in the back of the ankle. I went down. Anger turned to confusion as I realized there was nobody behind me.
I sat for a minute, in the middle of the court, trying to asses the damage. It still just felt like I got kicked in the ankle. I decided to stand, and realized I couldn’t. I hobbled off-court and sat in a nearby folding chair.
Then the pain came. It was bad enough I felt cold, clammy, and a bit woozy. Two guys helped me to the bleachers. Someone else brought a bag of ice.
As the ice numbed the pain, I felt better and watched my team get beat all three games. They tried hard. They played decently. The other team played better.
One of my teammates is a doctor. After the games, she checked my ankle and she’s afraid I may have torn my Achilles Tendon. Is it a small tear? Is it completely ruptured? Is it just strained? I don’t know. I’ll be making an appointment with a sports medicine doctor ASAP.
I was loaned some (antique?) crutches. I can’t really walk without them. There isn’t much pain now, but things don’t feel right. I have little strength in that leg.
This sucks. Unless it’s just a strain, I’m out of volleyball for the session. I’m off the bike. I can’t even drive, as it’s my right foot and I can’t press on the pedals. Luckily, I can work – as long as I can get there.
I won’t be working tomorrow, as I intend to be at a doctor. I’ll post another update once I know how much damage was done.