The gift.
So...as you know...today is my birthday. I'm 21+4....26-1...I'm 24 again...you do the math.
It's been a relatively good day so far. It's beautiful weather here in Chicago (for once!)...it's cool, breezy and the sun is shining! At midnight my hubby surprised me with a birthday gift (the 1920 Kansas Jayhawk ornament that I've been wanting to add to our collection) and again this morning...I received a set of foam stamps for the wedding scrapbook which I have yet to start (I'm waiting until I get all the supplies I need to make it look perfect). And then....he even drove me to work! Aww... :) So it's been a very good day so far. Five gold stars for Mike!
My hubby's gifts are fabulous (and rumor has it there is more to come), but now...I want to tell you about a gift my mum gave me...ooooh about 25 years ago.
No. I'm not talking about the gift of life...though that would be appropriate, now wouldn't it.
I'm talking about the gift of bone.
Yes. She gave me a bone. Many bones in my body, in fact. However...one bone in particular...
...an extra bone.
...an extra little bone wedged on the outside part of my left foot...right where all the tendons from your ankle to your foot come together.
Isn't that sweet?! In case the other jillion bones in my feet weren't enough...my mum was so thoughtful to give me just one more! Perhaps with the intent that some other ones might fail down the line...she must love me that much more to give me an extra bone.
That's right campers...yours truly, is officially a freak of nature. I have a tiny extra bone in my foot...and that stupid little itty bitty piece of a bone is the culprit of the severe pain I have been dealing with the past 10 days. A pain that is called Peroneal Tendonitis.
I am not amused.
So this bone...the peroneal bone, they call it...is found in less than 2% of the world population. Lucky, lucky me. I'm sure the remaining 2% is comprised of carnie folk and scripps national spelling bee winners. I'm in good company.
Doctor Vora is pretty cool...he's poking and proding at my foot and we took some pretty pictures of my foot...(read as: X-Rays.)
Here's the verdict...
You've got what we call paroneal tendonitis. As you know, it really sucks. What's happening is the tendons on the outside of your foot are rubbing against this bone. I think you might have the start of a small acute tear, but it's too early to tell. The Doctor in me is going to tell you to stop running, put you in a boot, and get you off that foot. You can run the marathon next year.
However, I know marathon runners...so I'm going to be real with you on this one. Take it easy. Keep on running at what is comfortable and just don't let yourself be in too much pain. Lets see how this goes. If you wake up marathon morning and you're in a great deal of pain. Don't run. Or show up to the start line, just don't kill yourself.
So yeah. I wasn't told NOT to run...but he's not exactly condoning the marathon either. He knows that I'll run regardless of what he says, so he wants to make sure that I'm just smart about it.
Post-marathon, I'll likely end up in a super sexy, highly fashionable boot and have ultrasound on the tendons. If the pain keeps increasing, it'll be likely that it is tearing...and I know I'll have to cease running until things are back in check. Worst case scenario: time surgery to remove that pesky little bone...though this is VERY unlikely.
So there you have it...Peroneal Tendonitis...Barb's a freak...and October 22nd will be mine for the taking (clearly, I am not going to make 5:30 under such conditions, but whatev). I am just relieved that it's tendonitis and not a fracture!!! Woohoo!!!
Let's celebrate!
It's been a relatively good day so far. It's beautiful weather here in Chicago (for once!)...it's cool, breezy and the sun is shining! At midnight my hubby surprised me with a birthday gift (the 1920 Kansas Jayhawk ornament that I've been wanting to add to our collection) and again this morning...I received a set of foam stamps for the wedding scrapbook which I have yet to start (I'm waiting until I get all the supplies I need to make it look perfect). And then....he even drove me to work! Aww... :) So it's been a very good day so far. Five gold stars for Mike!
My hubby's gifts are fabulous (and rumor has it there is more to come), but now...I want to tell you about a gift my mum gave me...ooooh about 25 years ago.
No. I'm not talking about the gift of life...though that would be appropriate, now wouldn't it.
I'm talking about the gift of bone.
Yes. She gave me a bone. Many bones in my body, in fact. However...one bone in particular...
...an extra bone.
...an extra little bone wedged on the outside part of my left foot...right where all the tendons from your ankle to your foot come together.
Isn't that sweet?! In case the other jillion bones in my feet weren't enough...my mum was so thoughtful to give me just one more! Perhaps with the intent that some other ones might fail down the line...she must love me that much more to give me an extra bone.
That's right campers...yours truly, is officially a freak of nature. I have a tiny extra bone in my foot...and that stupid little itty bitty piece of a bone is the culprit of the severe pain I have been dealing with the past 10 days. A pain that is called Peroneal Tendonitis.
I am not amused.
So this bone...the peroneal bone, they call it...is found in less than 2% of the world population. Lucky, lucky me. I'm sure the remaining 2% is comprised of carnie folk and scripps national spelling bee winners. I'm in good company.
Doctor Vora is pretty cool...he's poking and proding at my foot and we took some pretty pictures of my foot...(read as: X-Rays.)
Here's the verdict...
You've got what we call paroneal tendonitis. As you know, it really sucks. What's happening is the tendons on the outside of your foot are rubbing against this bone. I think you might have the start of a small acute tear, but it's too early to tell. The Doctor in me is going to tell you to stop running, put you in a boot, and get you off that foot. You can run the marathon next year.
However, I know marathon runners...so I'm going to be real with you on this one. Take it easy. Keep on running at what is comfortable and just don't let yourself be in too much pain. Lets see how this goes. If you wake up marathon morning and you're in a great deal of pain. Don't run. Or show up to the start line, just don't kill yourself.
So yeah. I wasn't told NOT to run...but he's not exactly condoning the marathon either. He knows that I'll run regardless of what he says, so he wants to make sure that I'm just smart about it.
Post-marathon, I'll likely end up in a super sexy, highly fashionable boot and have ultrasound on the tendons. If the pain keeps increasing, it'll be likely that it is tearing...and I know I'll have to cease running until things are back in check. Worst case scenario: time surgery to remove that pesky little bone...though this is VERY unlikely.
So there you have it...Peroneal Tendonitis...Barb's a freak...and October 22nd will be mine for the taking (clearly, I am not going to make 5:30 under such conditions, but whatev). I am just relieved that it's tendonitis and not a fracture!!! Woohoo!!!
Let's celebrate!
posted by Iron Jayhawk at 1:31 PM
14 Camper Comments:
Happy birthday!
Happy Birthday and to make you feel better, I have one attached and one detached earlobe. It's barely noticable but it's there. My 7th Grade science teacher called me a freak of nature all year long. So who cares about an extra little bone.
WOW. i was not expecting THAT diagnosis. huh. i'm kind of speechless. You're basically like those people who have 6 toes. i can say that b/c i also had an extra piece of bone in my foot. mine was growing up through the nail on my big toe though so i had to get it removed-twice. it grew back after the first time.
my teenage brother continues to tease me for having 6 toes-even though it's NO LONGER THERE. :)
well, good luck with your extra toe/bone :)
i'm super glad you can run (within limits). stay happy!
Happy Birthday...and I told you!! I hope you plan to keep icing. I would see if you could wear the boot when you are NOT running to save the energy for when you ARE running. It makes a HUGE difference. Baby it until marathon day.
Happy birthday!!! 25 is great. It's a fun age to be. It's not like 23 where "Nobody likes you when you're 23"...sorry every once in awhile I go into song for no apparent reason.
And at least they make super sexy boots for you to wear starting Oct 23rd. You've made a great transformation in the last 2 weeks. You were just about to quit on the marathon and now that you've decided to stick through it, you're ignoring doctors orders, preparing to wear sexy boots, and fight your way through these evil 26.2 miles. I'm so proud. I thought my family was the only people stubborn enough to have a doctor change their advice because they know the patient wouldn't listen anyway.
Mark
Happy birthday girl!
I love you even if you're a freak :)
Sorry you have to deal with this pain, but at least now you know what it is.
25 won't be bad, I turn 25 in Oct. Hope you are having fun today despite the diagnosis.
Happy Birthday Chicki! Hope you have a rockstar evening... *smoochies*
I agree with Firefly...get the boot to wear when you're not running. The more you rest that bad boy the better you'll feel.
Did you get a script for some PT? I'm certain that someone could fix you up enough to get you through the next month and across the finish line in one piece. Plus, I'm pretty sure we know a fellow Chicagoland blogger that can help you(-:
Your sports med doc sounds awesome. I'd love it if mine was more like that. Every time I see mine he tells me to "quit that damn running nonsense" and that I'd feel great if I just would follow his advice.
Stupid non-runner doc.
Good luck with the foot! Only 26 days to go!!!
"So you say it's your birthday, nah nah nah nah nah ah..." Okay you don't want me to sing! Happy Birthday Running Jayhawk! I hope it was wonderful!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Don't fret you are not a freak of nature trust me - if you want you can spend one day w/ me and my patients and you'll understand you'll normal.
Good luck with the foot - don't push it to hard. Did he talk about treating w/ PT or a brace while you are running so it doesn't get worse. Let me know if you need anything
Happy Day after your birthday!! I hope the rest of your birthday went great!!
Congrats on only being 2% of the population!! Keep on resting and I bet Oct 22nd won't be nearly as bad as you think!!!
WOW..less than 2% of the population? That's amazing. At least you now know what the heck is going on.
Don't you worry about it, sistah. I'll run with you, and we can get this marathon done together. I'm lookin' for a bud, ya know.
you sound in good spirits and that's all that matters!
happy birthday again!
My best friend has a very similar condition. She's going to hopefully get surgery and run the marathon with me next year.
I think you can probably finish 26, but we are both going to struggle on race day. If it's any consolation, there are lots of us who are dealing with recent pain that has interefered with the end of our marathon training; You are not alone.
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