I've been wanting to let you all know about this since it happened, but it's been quite a trial, and I've not felt up to writing it out. Now I do.
Four weeks ago tomorrow I had milked my girls, then put them out to pasture, and was returning up to the house. All of a sudden I heard a LOUD snap, and felt a baseball fast pitched into the back of my calf. I went down with a scream. My hubby came running out and tried to help me up, but I could not stand. He kind of dragged me, lol, into the house where I insisted on changing out of my barn clothes and into something more presentable so I could be taken to the Emergency Room. We were afraid I might of had a blood clot or something terrible like that. (I really did look around to see if someone threw something at me. It felt like a really hard baseball hit it.)
So, long story short, the ultra sound showed no blood clot, but I had a massive amount out blood inside my calf. The doc told me to go home, ice it, and keep it up. Since she couldn't see exactly what was going on in there, she assumed I tore my calf muscle.
I've been doing a lot of research on it and yes, I have torn it, but good. It's been four weeks tomorrow, and I still can't stand up. The pain and swelling have decreased a lot, so I know I'm healing. I've been putting arnica oil on it and it never did end up bruising. I love that stuff! So anyway, the first 3 weeks I was in bed, on ibuprofen and turmeric capsules. I used an office chair to roll into the bathroom. It was quite handy.
This past week I've been using a wheelchair and can put a little bit of pressure on it, enough to transfer easier and even get out to the deck so I can watch my critters. The healing will probably take another 3 or 4 weeks
before I can walk with a walker, and then a couple more months to build strength up and walk without a limp.
My hubby now has to get up at 4:30 a.m. to milk the goats before he goes to work. He wears a flashlight on his head since our electricity is out down there right now. He and our youngest son have been doing everything, laundry, cooking, cleaning, well, if you call it cleaning.... hahaha... and everything I normally would do. What a wonderful team!
Why does this relate to goats? Because the injury I got is from my Bella, who when I put her on her leash to take her to the pasture is very happy and curious and yanks me here and there on our way. The calf tear is caused from abrupt, sprint-like take offs. This is an injury that many sports people get, runners, basketball players, tennis players, etc.
My calf had been sore for a few weeks, and I even looked up symptoms for blood clots, but I didn't have them. Now I know that my calf was being pulled and stretched out every time Bella yanked the leash, until it finally ruptured. She'd feel so bad if she knew why I'm laid up. :whatgoat:
Anyway, I thought you'd like to hear about this fat old granny with a sports injury.