Tuesday morning, when I got up to have my pre-workout coffee, I turned on the TV to look at the news and found that at 4:30 it switched from national to local news. This is something my news station does whenever there is bad weather. I thought this was really odd as I could hear the rain and had already looked out the window to determine that yes, it had cleared the roads and even my front yard was beginning to see grass again.
First they showed a tractor-trailer roll-over that was clogging the highway going south (it ultimately took 16 hours to clean that up and some people were stuck on I-95 for 6 hours!). Then they started talking about how there was a lot of black ice because the ground was frozen underneath the tarmac even though it was nearly 50 degrees outside. This made me dread my drive to work but first I had to worry about my workout.
I did my scheduled strength training then headed for the treadmill as it was still raining pretty hard. I very tentatively stepped out my back door and out on to the driveway and noted that our driveway was not slick or icy. I began to walk normally towards the garage door and the next thing I knew I was flat on my back.
I laid there a minute, listening to my water bottle roll away from me, trying to assess what had happened and if anything was really hurt. Turns out what I thought was a puddle in my driveway was actually solid black ice. The fall happened so fast I don't even remember bracing myself - probably good as I could have possible hurt hands or wrists or who knows what else.
Not only did I fall but the acceleration of the fall threw me onto our patio, which as it turned out was a solid sheet of ice. I realized that there was no way I could stand up as I didn't have ice skates on my feet. I had to get to my water bottle which had rolled to where Mr. Helen had pushed the snow back to - so I crawled. Once I retrieved that, I crawled to the garage door where I was able to use the concrete protected by an overhang to get back up.
Now that I've painted that picture, imagine it in the rain, in the dark.
I was more pissed off than anything else - cussing about the stupid CT weather and vowing to move away ASAP. I did feel a slight twinge in my right knee and my left butt cheek (I'm guessing that where I initially landed) but decided to see if I could manage the Run and Tone as I had planned.
I did manage and came in warning Mr. Helen about the conditions.
As my work day went on, my knee continued to ache and by the end of the day was so stiff and sore any movement of my leg that needed knee flexion was causing pain.
I went home and sat with an ice pack for quite some time but by the time I finished dinner I was pretty miserable so Dr. Helen went to Dr. Google to see what I could find. I also had a discussion about it with Mr. Helen who has injured many ligaments, tendons, and bones over the course of his years of participation in sports.
Based on the pain and which movements made it hurt, I think I somehow injured the Medial Collateral Ligament which is the ligament that runs alongside the inner part of the knee. It must have twisted as my left foot went out from under me.
At the onset it is recommended that you RICE - Rest, Ice, Compress, Elevate - and take ibuprofen. Pretty much standard for most injuries. This can take from a few days to two months to heal, depending on severity. If the ligament doesn't begin to feel better in a couple weeks, it is recommended that you go to a doctor for an MRI to see if it is a tear rather than a simple over extension. The good news is that this particular ligament rarely requires a surgical fix.
Of course this means I can't run and at least for a few days, can't walk for exercise either. I'm not sure how this is going to affect my get healthy plan but I do know the thoughts in my head went straight to doom. Those who know me know the ONE THING I am quite consistent with is my exercise and to have that taken away is disheartening.
At least when I got up Wednesday, the only thing that hurt was my knee. I suppose I should be grateful for that.