fdsailor.blog-city.com — November 2004
7:00 pm - Quiet night, here's what's been happening
Sorry I have not written since the election. I was too depressed and angry at the same time. At least I voted for the right guy....
Ok, so the fun (NOT) happened last Thursday night at volleyball. We were playing 5 on 5, and play was of a pretty good caliber. Since there was quite a bit of hitting going on, I was blocking, which I usually don't do much (why - because there are usually not enough good hitters to make it pay). Well, in this particular rotation, I was opposite the best hitter on the other team - he could hit, but he was not that tall. As a result of this unlikely combination, I had a chance blocking his hits.
Earlier that game I blocked him (successfully! :-), but he came under the net when he landed. We sort of fell on eachother, and didn't think much more about it. Well, you guessed it, the next rotation around I again went up against him on a block. He hit, I missed on the block, he came down on my side (just his foot), then I came down. My left foot landed on his, I heard the ligament pop, and there I was - pretty bad ankle sprain (class 2). :-( :-(
I feel so dumb for two reasons. First, I should have been warned the previous time, and at least been alert to the idea me may infringe on my landing area. But more importantaly, after severely spraining my right ankle several times years ago, I always wear an ankle brace to keep it from happening again. WHY DIDN'T I BUY TWO AND USE ONE ON MY LEFT ANKLE ALSO??? It's just stupid!! So here I sit, a week later - I will be missing volleyball for at least 2 more weeks, maybe more. The ankle itself is both good and bad. OK, it still looks sort of gross - purple bottom of foot and toes. I can walk easily now - I was only really limping for two days. It is still very tender when I turn it sideways, and I cannot run on it, etc. I figure in another week I can start some mild running, and then I will assess from there. But BUMMER! Masha is off on her senior trip to Boston, so G and I are home alone. I expect she is having fun. G is working on a database, and I am obsessing about this and that... Later we will go swimming for a bit, and we will take it from there.
