the snapping sound
This is a bit awkward.
I was going to return to Turkey at the end of the month and continue walking. That was the plan. And so in order to be fit, I had been taking it easy, trying to do my exercises and get rest and eat and read and work on my pictures. When asked if I wanted to go skiing, I said no – I didn’t want to risk getting even a minor injury. So I took up a sketching class instead. Nothing bad can come from sketching, right?
Well, I ended up in an ambulance anyway:
Here’s what happened: one night, when I was coming home and saying hi to Gogita Gogidze at the door, I took a wrong step and fell down the stairs, twisting my ankle in the process. I remember hearing a snapping sound like that of ligaments being torn apart.
That was not why I ended up being hauled to the ER the next day, though:
Immediately after the fall, I just put some ice on my ankle and sat there for a while. Then I went to bed. It took me a long time to find sleep, because in my head I was replaying the fall over and over. What exactly had happened to my foot? It was very unfair!
When I woke up the next morning there was a short moment of bliss. I had forgotten about everything. That is until I noticed the pain and the swelling in my ankle. It wasn’t a particularly bad pain, and the swelling wasn’t that big, either. But I suddenly remembered the snapping sound.
I got up and went to the bathroom. That’s when I noticed a feeling of nausea creeping up. I walked over to the couch and sat there. Oh, that disgusting sound! I decided to rest my head, just for a little bit. And then I fainted.
When they took me to the hospital, the medics asked me if I was doing something about my hysteria. Yes, I replied, I was.
Well, better do more, they suggested.
I got checked up and was subsequently released, upon which I went to get the foot checked in an MRI:
It turned out that there was some damage, but the ligaments weren’t torn. The snapping sound that I remembered hearing had only existed in my head.
Still, I was told to take it easy for a while. So I hobbled home and fed Gogita and another black cat from the yard who was supposed to be her dad:
I tried to take every single step very carefully. Individually, one at a time.
John Hames
Jesus, take it easy there Chris. Hope it heals quickly.
Isabelle Jehle
Hi Chris, give yourself time to recover, find a good Physiotherapist, and your ankle will be fine. I know this kind of (internal) awful sound (when my intervertebral disc “broke”…), but the human body is made for self healing most injuries. Where do you want to cross the Bosporus later? And after? Greece doesn’t sound like the place to go at the moment…
Christoph Rehage Post author
thank you isabelle, hope your back is super fine now! 🙂
Wanda Ballard
So sorry to hear about your ankle! Take it easy and it will get better. And yes, individually, one day at a time.
joao
sefudeu,hahaha
bormaster
老雷保养好你的身体,还等着你更新后面的旅程呐