Dancing – Fail.
I have Achilles tendinitis. Saturday night, I went dancing [which up until the week before, I hadn't done in a club in awhile], and I must not have stretched enough, or perhaps I did some crazy dance move because now I can barely walk. I walk like an old lady! My left Achilles tendon hurts when I attempt to put any weight on it to get from Point A to Point B.
While I’m talking about it, other body ailments! Keane and I went to a friend’s birthday party on Saturday evening before the dancing, and we both ate something that didn’t sit well in our stomachs. So most of Sunday morning, I was suffering. I didn’t find out about Keane also having issues until much later in the day. Once the stomach pains went away in the morning, I checked out the Folsom Street Fair. Since I was in heels all day, I didn’t notice my Achilles tendon hurting… The stomach pains continued on later in the day, so RV drove me home quickly. After resting a few hours, I was able to put down an In & Out burger – YUM! Unfortunately, that was also when I began limping from pain.
Monday, it got worse. I even went to see a doctor. He gave me crutches and suggested that I see a specialist, which I did today. It took me half an hour or more to transport myself 0.5 miles. It SUCKED! I seriously was going to have a panic attack about not being able to get home. Luckily, RV came by and picked me up. We ended up grabbing dinner where I proceeded to bleed all over my napkins. Nose bleed! Ugh.
My body’s protesting.
I saw the specialist today. Hence, the verdict. I’m supposed to wear heels, relieve some of that pressure, and take some anti-inflammatory medication.
