Achilles Blog 45 – 21.8.14. Getting somewhere better

Love Iceland…. love all that bubbling alien landscape. Couldn’t live there though… a few years ago I found myself in my PJs in the top floor restaurant of a hotel there, at a totally pitch-black 10.30 am… believing it to be 3am (and a good time for spotting the Northern Lights)…. So this beautiful if slightly damp morning in London tells me that we are having the most glorious summer for some time… and me and my still sandal-clad leg are glad to be here.

Right. How to explain this…I met Alice (ex-British Museum volunteer co-ordinator) at Maggies (All Day Breakfast) in Lewisham a few days ago. I drove there but was late and therefore got further proof that I can pretty much run…(I think the problem with running with a weak/unstable leg is the risk of falling/re-injury)… but how come I was late? When I couldn’t drive, I was never late for appointments – always early or on time…. but with a car you can do more stuff/fit more into the day/risk cutting it fine … but I don’t like it… was so much better taking it slow….

My leg is wowing me! Over the last few days I have been rewarded for going to the gym and doing regular physio by a leg that can now do heel raises without heavily clinging to a counter for support. I still have to hold on … but the leg is getting stronger and supporting itself much, much more. New Physio Piotr (a Polish Peter from was actually sad about my leg as he said the scar tissue was not mobilised early enough (to stop it binding too much to surrounding tissue).. but we are where we are, and I now have a daily detailed self-massage regime which will hopefully make some difference. The tendon is strong (yay!)… but the impeded movement may affect the movement of my whole body if I don’t get on top of it….in the meantime… I really can feel myself getting a bit closer to normal…me and my leg have a pact to get to somewhere better … a bit like these three inspirational, unexpected doctors…



About aintwegotitmade

Who am I?.......well, I'm getting to that age where I have to think about that before I answer... My name is J, I'm married, and my husband and I live in the great city of London. I started this blog as an update to family and friends when I completely ruptured my Achilles tendon a few years ago (see The first post). I am so fortunate in every possible way...and in all honesty, I'm just using this blog to remind myself... Why is it called Ain't we got it made?: this is a line from one of my favourite songs (Sing Baby Sing - Have I got it made? Well - I've got a roof over my head, running water right into my house, a fully-stocked supermarket round the corner, free and readily available healthcare; and I live with my lovely husband in a great city, in a beautiful country, where I feel safe and secure.... I rest my case. Fact or opinion: I am not an expert on anything… but I can confirm that everything in this blog is either fact or opinion. I hope to post regularly, mostly about things I find uplifting, positive, amusing, optimistic, important..or perhaps just about regular daily life...but I won't bother you too much. Thanks for stopping by... jx
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