About 4 months ago, i was longboarding with some friends, ate some pavement and hurt my left ankle (I ride regular).
I was hoping for a bad sprain (wishful thinking), got to the ER and was told i had broken not one but a grand total of 4 bones (3 in my ankle, one in my foot).
It could have been worse I suppose. The bones were nice enough to stay in place so the 2 orthopedists I saw agreed that there was no need for surgery. No pins or anything like that. I figured I'd be up and running (literally) in 2-3 months. Yeah, right.
Fast forward to present time, after a splint, cast, aircast, crutches, a cane and lots of PT (Physical Therapy, also known as Pain & Torture), I can now walk unassisted but with a limp. Range of movement is getting better but is nowhere close to what it used to be.
I may get a few days on the snow at the end of the season if I'm lucky, but there's a good chance i'm sitting this one out.
Morale of the story: don't fuck up your ankle(s) kids.
Last edited by lo0p; 11-06-2012 at 04:40 PM.