Sprain

I rented a buffing machine to clean our tile floor. It cleaned up OK, I guess, except for a powdery white residue everywhere. I thought this might be efflorescence, but upon further investigation I decided it’s probably just dirt, specifically drywall dust.

As I was carrying the buffing machine back out to the car, I twisted my ankle, probably because my shoe wasn’t laced properly. I dropped the machine, which is pretty heavy. Luckily I didn’t drop it on my foot. I tried to act like I hadn’t sprained my ankle, because I was so gung-ho to get a lot of work done on our house over this three-day weekend. I returned the machine to the store, came back home, wet-mopped the floor, then hobbled upstairs and discovered that my ankle was quite swollen.

I’ve been trying to practice the RICE method since.

Normally I would almost enjoy being laid up like this. It’s a good chance to catch up on my reading. But we are in the home stretch of this flood renovation, and Xy’s eight months pregnant, so the timing really sucks. I was in something of a foul mood, but I’m starting to accept my condition. It seems to be a mild sprain, and I anticipate healing quickly.

Update: As of February 7th (two and a half weeks later) I’m back to riding my bike to work. I’m still wearing a brace but the ankle’s healing, slowly rather than quickly.

Update: As of February 20th, ankle’s still stiff. I am only wearing a brace for the ride or for more strenuous activity. Stairs especially are difficult.