Life goes on and when I could walk again, the significance of my Achilles’ tendon break gradually faded away… It is now 23 weeks since the “snap” and I’d say I’m pretty much good as new, aside from a bit of stiffness in the morning (which might be more psychological than anything because if I try, it’s fine) and a somewhat thick tendon that I tried to reduce by massage, when I remember.
My recovery procedure since losing the crutches and the walker boot was just one physio visit, twelve weeks with 2cm and 1cm heel raises - and some “rest days” in high heels! - and pretty normal light exercises of walking, cycling and swimming. I’ve avoided Dorsiflexion completely so far but now starting a bit of squats with knees over toes, perhaps. I feel like I could jog, if I wanted to but don’t want to over exert myself as I’ve discovered I’m expecting a baby!
To complete my Achilles blog story, I can reveal that my hubby and I are to resume our “ruptured” Honeymoon and finally make it to Hawaii. Thanks for reading my story!
-Hoppymodo, hopping no more
