First, congratulate Psyche at "Run Like Ya Stole Sumthin'," as she just finished her first trail ultra and Beth at "Shut Up and Run," who just qualified for the Boston Marathon. If nothing else, let 'em know they have the best-named blogs out there (sorry, "Steve in a Speedo?! Gross!")
I took my bad leg to the doctor (GP) who went "Swelling, tenderness and bruising. You shouldn't be running. But you will, so I'll send you to the sports physician again."
Went to "sports doc alpha" and after an exam and a bunch of questions, he agreed that I may have sprained my ankle as I said, torn my soleus as I said and blew out my popliteus muscle as I said. He was more concerned with the "why" I had so many injuries in one place. The x-ray showed a fractured tibia, which was probably 6-8 weeks old and mostly healed. Everything else was just compensating for that injury. Umm, I broke my leg?
After not reacting quite as expected when hearing I had a broken leg, we went through my running log which I'd brought along and, in retrospect, you could see when it happened. "You've had a lot of fractures. [For those new to the blog, in the past two years: finger, hand, wrist, foot, ankle, jaw and two ribs. And teeth.] We should find out why. It could be anything from vitamin D deficiency to thyroid problems to bone cancer."
I went in with a sports injury and the "C word" is bandied about?!
That sent me back to GP, who ordered the blood tests and the vitamin D was low-normal and the thyroid hormone levels were borderline normal. "Might be parathyroid. You should see the endocrinologist."
That'll be doctor #3. (Doctor 1/2, who will remain anonymous, said "Jeez, Steve, I'm not your doctor. See your own doctor.")
The leg's actually doing better. I can't walk up steep hills yet (and there are just a few of those at Superior), but I have 3 days in which to recover. I'm still planning on running the 50K.
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