I am a 32yo male who had a high grade high ankle sprain about a month before the MRI (report below). I hurt it doing Muay Thai when I had a bad fall on a slippery surface while sparring. History of Achilles tendinitis for several years with intermittent PT, previously an avid runner on both roads and trails. After over a month of resting, the ankle still remains swollen to the anterior and lateral sides. I am able to walk with moderate pain. Still limited dorsiflexion and external rotation of ankle, but balance on injured leg has improved slowly with PT. Would I require surgery? What would be the approximate timeline for returning to running/Muay Thai for either the surgical/non-surgical route? Thanks again for your input!
Report: Bones/joints: No displaced fracture or dislocation. There is edema-like signal within the mid lateral talar dome measuring 1.0 x 0.3 x 0.6 cm, with mild associated signal abnormality of the overlying cartilage. No full-thickness cartilage defect. Additional mild edema-like signal within the posterior malleolus. There is a trace tibiotalar joint effusion. Chronic ossific fragments anterior inferior the lateral malleolus, better demonstrated on comparison radiographs.
Ligaments: Anterior inferior tibiofibular ligament appears significantly attenuated and likely torn. Intermediate signal throughout the posterior inferior tibiofibular ligament. Chronic ossicles overlie the proximal anterior talofibular ligament, and the mid ligament is chronically torn with fluid interposed within the region. Mild thickening of the calcaneofibular ligament. T1 hypointense signal over the anterior syndesmosis and lateral ankle consistent with chronic capsular injury. Deltoid ligament appears intact. Mild thickening of the dorsal talonavicular ligament. Midfoot has normal alignment, and without marrow edema-like signal.
Tendons: Achilles tendon mildly thickened with intermediate T2 signal consistent with mild tendinopathy. No significant retrocalcaneal bursitis. Posterior tibialis and the flexor hallucis longus and flexor digitorum longus tendons are intact. Increased fluid around the peroneal tendons proximal to the retromalleolar groove. Extensor tendons are intact.
Sinus tarsi: Unremarkable.
Plantar fascia: Unremarkable.
Soft tissues: Unremarkable.
IMPRESSION:

1. Small area of marrow edema within the mid lateral talar dome with overlying mild chondral fraying. These findings may reflect a subacute versus chronic low-grade osteochondral lesion.
2. High-grade high ankle injury evident by complete tear of the anterior inferior tibiofibular ligament, with a moderate grade injury of the posterior inferior tibiofibular ligament.
3. Chronic lateral ankle injury notable for chronic tear of the anterior talofibular ligament. Clinical exam will be a better determinant of ankle stability.
4. Moderate tenosynovitis of the retromalleolar peroneal tendons.

I am a 32yo male who had a high grade high ankle sprain about a month before the MRI (report below). I hurt it doing Muay Thai when I had a bad fall on a slippery surface while sparring. History of Achilles tendinitis for several years with intermittent PT, previously an avid runner on both roads and trails. After over a month of resting, the ankle still remains swollen to the anterior and lateral sides. I am able to walk with moderate pain. Still limited dorsiflexion and external rotation of ankle, but balance on injured leg has improved slowly with PT. Would I require surgery? What would be the approximate timeline for returning to running/Muay Thai for either the surgical/non-surgical route? Thanks again for your input!
Report: Bones/joints: No displaced fracture or dislocation. There is edema-like signal within the mid lateral talar dome measuring 1.0 x 0.3 x 0.6 cm, with mild associated signal abnormality of the overlying cartilage. No full-thickness cartilage defect. Additional mild edema-like signal within the posterior malleolus. There is a trace tibiotalar joint effusion. Chronic ossific fragments anterior inferior the lateral malleolus, better demonstrated on comparison radiographs.
Ligaments: Anterior inferior tibiofibular ligament appears significantly attenuated and likely torn. Intermediate signal throughout the posterior inferior tibiofibular ligament. Chronic ossicles overlie the proximal anterior talofibular ligament, and the mid ligament is chronically torn with fluid interposed within the region. Mild thickening of the calcaneofibular ligament. T1 hypointense signal over the anterior syndesmosis and lateral ankle consistent with chronic capsular injury. Deltoid ligament appears intact. Mild thickening of the dorsal talonavicular ligament. Midfoot has normal alignment, and without marrow edema-like signal.
Tendons: Achilles tendon mildly thickened with intermediate T2 signal consistent with mild tendinopathy. No significant retrocalcaneal bursitis. Posterior tibialis and the flexor hallucis longus and flexor digitorum longus tendons are intact. Increased fluid around the peroneal tendons proximal to the retromalleolar groove. Extensor tendons are intact.
Sinus tarsi: Unremarkable.
Plantar fascia: Unremarkable.
Soft tissues: Unremarkable.
IMPRESSION: 1. Small area of marrow edema within the mid lateral talar dome with overlying mild chondral fraying. These findings may reflect a subacute versus chronic low-grade osteochondral lesion.

1. High-grade high ankle injury evident by complete tear of the anterior inferior tibiofibular ligament, with a moderate grade injury of the posterior inferior tibiofibular ligament.
   
2. Chronic lateral ankle injury notable for chronic tear of the anterior talofibular ligament. Clinical exam will be a better determinant of ankle stability.
   
3. Moderate tenosynovitis of the retromalleolar peroneal tendons.
   

SYNOPSIS: Walking your OP monster girlfriend home is easy. No one messes with you. Getting back to your house on your own? That's the tricky part.
What's worse than an eldritch building? How 'bout a bigger one?
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Norman took one look at the towering building to his left. Then he took off.
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“̷̵̵̷̶̷̶̶̸̶̶̸̴̡̛̮͉̹̪̼̙̤̲̤͔̗̮̥̣̜͓̟̞̃̔̈́̑̈̍͌̂̂̐̋͛̉̓G̵̶̸̷̴̸̵̵̴̶̸̷̸̴̶̨̢̧̞͈̠̜̳̪͎̬̜̱̫͚̝̩̑̒͐́͆̃̿̉̆̉̃̓̀̎̐͂̎̒̕̕͘͝͝Ǵ̷̷̷̴̸̸̷̷̷̷̵̨̢̞̥͓̰͖͙̰̝͖̩̺͍͎͉͌̽̂́͐̓̀͒̐͗́M̴̷̶̵̴̷̵̶̵̴̷̷̢̡̧̢̛̫̲͕͇̗̯͚̥͙͓͓̀̒͑͒̂̊̅̐͛̂̄͌̈̚͝M̴̷̶̵̴̷̷̶̷̬̼̭̗͍̺̳̩̱͍̂̄̾͂̔̽̇̀͝͝͝͠M̶̯̙̥͕̞̰̗̗͐̔!̸̞̞̬̼̖̩̈́̇͊͐̾͑͋̉!̷̧͈̘̬̆͑͝!̶̤̜̔̓̆̅̔͆͘͝”̸̨̧̼̭̫̒͜

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The new hunting cry boomed through his body. It was much louder than the first building’s, albeit shorter, like a tap on the shoulder from a titan proclaiming its presence to the world.
Of course, the tap of a titan could flatten a man.
Norman fell. His legs had simply stopped working. Jaws clenched, he forced his will into wobbly muscles. His palms slammed into the waterlogged street, stopping the fall. With a sharp push, he sprang back to his feet and ran on.
Norman yanked out the remaining two flash grenades on the go, strung them together, armed and drew back for a throw.
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“̷̬̳̙̍̎̆G̴̥͇̥͔͕̫̈̀M̵̛͇̜͙͇̫͔̭̩̝̜̓̈̏̓̓̀͛̚͜͝͝M̷̩͈͉̘͙̿͌̃̽͂̃̏̏̓̾̈́͌̈́̉̅̄̉͘!̷̢̧̢̤͓̭̖̝̏̏̄̓̾̉̆͋͘͝!̵͍̱̼̮̯̺̲͙̖̮̗͓̻̓̊͂̒̔͐̎͘͘̚!̵̙͍̟̌͒̃͂̎͠”̶̡̛̠̱̭̞̹̟͉̒̎̎̂͂̐̈́̓̄̚̕

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That quick boom pounded through him. His fingers faltered. The flash grenades slipped from his grip and fell. He was still recovering from the sound when they went off at his feet. The nightsight filtered the flash, so he didn’t go blind. He’d gutted the flash grenade’s speakers, so he didn’t go deaf. The peeping building could deafen him all on its own … no, this wasn’t a peeping building. He’d slew a peeping building. They were small fries by comparison.
This was an eyescraper.
Tentacles the width of busses unsheathed from its sides. Even if he’d managed to launch the grenades and bathe it in smitelight, he suspected that wouldn’t be enough.
Norman sliced at its eyes with a focused beam. It barely flinched. Maybe if it got close enough, he could affect it a bit. By then, it would be too late.
Throbbing chuffs thundered from the monster. It sounded like a laugh.
Norman shot it a defiant glare. He bolted. Not fast enough. He could feel the giant closing in. So, he moved faster. Then faster, and still faster. His muscles blared their warnings. Rain lashed his face. He felt the air begin to resist his movements as he reached a speed at which it mattered. It was in his way, so he pushed through it too. No one was there to tell him he was moving far faster than any human known to history. All he cared about was hearing that thing fall behind him, and so it did. The tremours of its tremendous movements grew fainter.
At the end of the street, an apartment building came into view. Norman threw himself against it, climbing with the reckless abandon of a madman. He was halfway to the top.
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“̷̧̨̭̹̘̥̮͖̤̻̥̬̌̀͒̔͌̊̀̚͜͜͠Ǧ̶̨̨̧̺̘̰̗̘̥̝̗̦̩͖͎͋̈͑͐̒̽̉̔͛̾̒́̕ͅM̴̨̉́̾̉͂͆̔̿̀̃̇̎̍͆̂̽͗̔͘͠ͅM̷̝̻̱̆̍͜!̴̮̬̯̮̦̖́͂̆͋̿̇̎̄̄̅̂͑̎̀̕͘͝͝͝!̸̲͎̲̼̠̮̱͖̥̭̤̩͓̘̜͈̟̖̮̰̦͖̀̂͗͂̽̈́̋͌͂̐̓̈̕!̸̜̆̿̋̔̽̕”̷̢̦̜̰̼̳̝͓̆͗̈́̆̆̑̃̾͑̀͗͒͆́͐͒̈́̿̽̕̕͜

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His grip went limp. He fell. Struck the ground. His head bounced. The world grew fu...z z y.
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• LEMMY.OUTA.HERE: (Stupse) Well, he ded.
• BAJANETTE11: ARN74, JUST GO AND FIND HIM!!!
• ARN74: HE DIDN’T SEND ME DE PIN! DIS BAAARE STRESS! NORMAN, YOU PUNK! YOU EMOTIONALLY INVESTED ME IN THIS CHANNEL! IF YOU DIE NOW I’M GONNA KILL YOU!

Something was yapping in the background, but it wasn’t important. He felt fine. Everything was fine. Why not rest? Why was he even-?

_CHAT

• ARN74: YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULDN’T LEAVE AMY!!

What? No he didn’t! Promises weren’t for trolls! Why would he leave Amy anyway?
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“̸̼͔̖̜̫͍͚̊́̽͆̓̂̋̋͐̕Ģ̴̢͕͉̯̺̗̖͔͙̪͓̻̯̫̭̙̱͕̠̭̩̌M̸̨̧̘̟̹̖̻̲͍̭͓͉̰͙̦̣̜͉̻̎̅͗̇̈́̈̏͌̓̾̀̈̈́͜M̵̢̢̖̯̦͍͕̝̯̥̹̪̠̥̰̝̖̊͛̀̇͜!̵̢̡̡͚͕̘̟͕̥̦̪͆̈́̿͆!̴̛̹͈̜̥͔̬͎̪̩͚̦̯̟̘̩̰̳̍̑̂́̌͌̎́̒͋̽̿̑͌͝͝!̴̛̥͕̪͂̂̂̈̓͆͗̇̄̈́̌̅̎͂̕̚̕͝͠”̷̧̧̛̠̝̰̞̘͙̥̖͎̭̞̜̳̟̓͆̌̊̃̔́͒͋̇̈́͘̚͠͝ͅ
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Oh, right. There was a skyscraper running him down. To think he lived in a world where that made any sense. He rubbed his throbbing head. It was hard to think, though.

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• ARN74: TRY AN CLIMB DE TING OPPA!

Brain fog would have to wait.
In two twos he jumped onto the side of the building and kept going up and up without breaking the momentum of the leap. Adrenaline had challenged gravity. Gravity lost. There was no pause to assess handholds. There was no rain stinging his face. In his mind, there was only ‘CLIMB, CLIMB, CLIMB!’ Crest the rooftop. ‘RUN, RUN, RUN!’ Descend the other side ‘JUMP!’ Gravity greedily reclaimed Norman, dragging him 4 storeys down at breakneck speed. He hit the ground in a parkour roll. Bruised a bone. Nearly fractured a shoulder. Wrenched his spine. Joints, muscle, ligaments almost popped. They didn’t.
He was running again.
Norman had never heard a building shred like paper. He’d never thought to wonder what it sounded like.
*( ( BMMM! ) ) ( ( BMM! ) ) ( ( BOOM! ) ) \*

SHHHHHRRRRRRMMMM!

Now he knew.
Those booms … was it the eyescraper’s tentacles breaking the sound barrier, or punching holes through the apartment building? Maybe both. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that it was tearing the building in two with the ease of one parting curtains. Buildings were not designed to be parted. Two became legions as the sundered building collapsed.
Norman rushed for an abandoned truck, slid beneath the trailer. Not quite fast enough. Most of the rubble didn’t reach him directly, but upon hitting the ground? It pulverised into a blast of cloud like a sandstorm. Hissing beneath the trailer, the dust stung at his ankles. He ignored it, racing for the truck’s cabin at the front. Perched on the step beneath the door, he braced as the dust raced beneath, around and above him. The cabin was his shield. He flinched to a duck when its windows shattered as the dust cloud blasted straight through them. The truck rocked and slid slightly, bombarded by wind and dust. It lurched as a chunk of debris finally reached it, crumpling the trailer like cheap foil.
Time to move.
Particles prickled Norman’s eyes, finding their way through the nightsight. He took a fresh glimpse of the path ahead before clouds of grey engulfed it all.
Memorised.
He dashed on. A split second later, the cabin was levelled under a larger slab of concrete. More sporadically thundered down around him. His eyes were squeezed shut, denying entry to any more particles. He scrambled through the street, dodging obstacles from memory. As for the concrete rainfall that couldn’t be seen? He had some prayers about that, but it probably came out like half-baked gibberish.
Norman chanced opening his eyes. They watered like crazy. At least most of the dust was gone. Behind him, the eyescraper’s menacing silhouette was picking through the rubble. Finally, an unblocked street was in sight. He rounded the corner.
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“̵̨̢̮͕̻̲̺́͠G̵̣̒́̓̽̅̊͘͝Ọ̷̝̣͓͙͔̀ͅͅǪ̷̜̺͚̲̯̭̈́̍͂͑̋̋̅͂̅́M̷̨̤̭͈̯̤͋̾̏̈̅̉̀̏͘M̵̡̢̙̱͌̊̓͒́͌Ḿ̸̳͗̀̀͐͒͗́͠ͅ!̷͍͉̣̪̫͙̳̲̤̎̀̾̅̈́̔̎̑͘͜͝͝!̴̨͈͖̘̖̅͛̋̽͠!̸͎̩͓̫̥̼̫̊”̵̫̗̞̣̝̃̅̕͘͜͜͝ͅ
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Another peeping building, rumbling in from the new street. Alright. Straight it was.
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“̷̢̧̻̹͚͔̾G̵̳̭̾̃̎̍̌̂̈́̂͛͘M̶̧̠͇͔͚͉̮͈̰͒͊́̏̔̄̾̊͐̒͂͜M̸̳͓̋͋̔͑̔̔̕͝Ő̷͓̟̱̮͓̍̂̾̽̇͘͠Ô̸̧̫͉̮͚̥̥̯̈̾͋̅͂͘̚M̶̢̫̥̰̮̪͙̬̙̗̺̽͒͐͌̋̈̄͆͝M̴̢̧̧̛̗͔͓̫̭̳̱͑̉!̵̡̛̛͍̲̓̅̑̈́̿̏͘̕͠!̸̧̖͔̣̩̏́͋̀͛͂̏̀̇̑͐!̴̧͕̝̮̤̱͈̬͋”̸͓̉̈́̑̎͊̌
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Maybe not. A third building emerged from the rainfall ahead. All streets blocked. He glanced about. All alleys still blocked. This really was a hunting net, but this much energy for a tiny human? Predators weren’t usually like this.
He ran for the nearest building that wasn’t occupied by eldritch calamari.

( ( BOOMM! ) )

The eyescraper’s tentacle crossed his path. Its supersonic shockwave sent him flying.
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Norman came to. Rain poured against his face as he lay on his back. How long was he out? Why was it so cold? The atmosphere didn’t quite feel right. It didn’t look right either. Something about the colours, or subtle lack thereof. Everything seemed a bit desaturated. Norman sat up and coughed his lungs out, evicting a mix of dust and rain water collected in his slackly gaping mouth. Buildings towered above him on every side, a bit too close for comfort.
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“̸̮̼͍̻̯̲̹͓̬̻̓̍G̷̛̖̙̰̰̟̓Ḿ̸̧̨͊̊̔͒͌̆͆͘͠͝M̷̧̺̏̿̆͑͆͋̅͌̕͝G̵̰̺͇̺̯̲͇̠͖͂͜M̸̡̨͕̹̗̥̎͑́̾!̸͇͙͚̝̩͕̙̒!̵͙̬̮̪̏̍!̶͔̪͉̙̘̃̐̄͝”̶̡̡̥̫̻̝̜̫͙̩͛ͅ

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Oh, right, those weren’t just buildings.
Norman raised a finger, gesturing to wait. “Could you *kaff!* quit subwoofin’ at me for, like, ten seconds!”
“Plucky.̵͚͐͝ for all seasons I .̵̦̺͐̅see,” came a skin-crawling voice from behind him.
Norman swung back his smitelight. It barely moved half a foot, then it stopped. Rather, something stopped it. That ‘something’ was cold. So cold. His wrist felt the chill without even touching it.
Norman turned, slowly, so as not to trigger further attacks. He found himself looking up.
Eight feet tall. Dark grey skin. A grin that went a little too wide. Dagger teeth. An open-chested jacket, revealing sinewy muscles with luminous markings like tattoos. His ebony eyes bore penetrating white pupils. Of all his traits, the dreadlocks stood out most. They belonged in a nightmare, dancing through the air with a life of their own. Somehow, they looked blacker than black, absorbing every ray of light or heat that came their way. That icy chill in the air shifted with the movements of his dreadlocks. They seemed to drink life from the air itself. Norman almost found it hard to breathe. One dreadlock clutched Norman’s smitelight, only by the tip, but its grip was iron.
Norman stared the tall man down.
The nyctal’s grin grew by a smidgeon.
Taking a calculated risk, Norman released the smitelight. Perhaps a peace offering would do good.
“Good.̷̧͋͌̎̿ boy,” the tall man nodded, admiring the smitelight as the dreadlock rotated it. “Clever.̴̧̤̩͈͓̖͂ͅ toy.”
Norman noted an understated Jamaican accent in his voice.
More dreadlocks slithered across the smitelight, as if tasting its every nook and cranny.
Norman did his best to look casual as he scanned for an escape route. The eyescraper’s tentacles had wrapped around the street, fencing him in.

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• BAJANETTE11: 😳
• DARCIE222: okay, i’m back
• HARD-BACK-M8N: who you is again?
• DARCIE222: i left after the twilight angel sleep paralysis
• LEMMY_OUTA_HERE: And you’re back for more?
• DARCIE222: wonna know it impossible to stay away from a channel like dis

Norman looked at the tall nyctal again.

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• DARCIE222: 😲 WHO IS THAT?!? AND WHY IS HE KIND OF …??? 😍
• MUNSTER-VERSER: I KNOW!!!
• BAJANETTE11: HE LIKE A VAMPIRE RASTA MAN! ❤❤❤
• ENTO_MOLLY: MOVE OVER MIGUEL O’HARA!! 😍🥰😘
• BAJANETTE11: NORMAN ASK FOR HE NUMBER!!!
• NORMAN: I HERE ABOUT TO DIE AND WONNA WANT HE PHONE NUMBER!?!

The nyctal’s eyes shifted to Norman inquisitively. He frowned, raising an eyebrow as the comments piled up. Finally, he smirked mischievously.
“Your fanbase has peculiar tastes,” purred the tall man.

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• ENTO_MOLLY: 😳 Is … he talking about us? HE CAN SEE THE CHAT???
• DARCIE222: THE WAY HE SAID IT!!!
• DARCIE222: HBVJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJKL;K''
• LEMMY_OUTA_HERE: Did she just pass out on the keyboard?
• LIKKLE-BOY: lol!
• ARN74: you’re simping. Norman’s about to die, and you’re simping

The tall man handed Norman his smitelight.
Norman’s suspicious gaze flicked between the nyctal and the weapon. Finally, he reached out and took hold of the smitelight.
It crumbled in his fingers like ice-cold ashes. If not for the insulation gloves, he might have gotten frostbite.
The nyctal laughed.
Norman didn’t find it particularly amusing.
The tall man sauntered towards the eyescraper. Beyond it was a darkness even the nightsight had difficulty piercing. He beckoned Norman as if it were an afterthought.
“Please come in, .̵̭̻͌̓̂Norman.̶̲͕͇̅̑̚,” the nyctal instructed.
Norman stared stubbornly, hands in his pockets as he rocked on his heels. He felt for his smartphone. It wasn’t there. When had he lost it?
Without looking back, the nyctal held up Norman’s phone. It disintegrated between his fingers as he rubbed them together.
Norman glared. At least the guy hadn’t pickpocketed deeply enough to find other things.
“Hey. To whom do I owe the … pleasure?” Norman almost had to push the last word through his teeth.
The nyctal stopped in the eyescraper’s doorframe. Shrouded in shadow, little could be seen of him, save the piercing white pupils peering out. Then the glint of his Cheshire grin.
“.̴̜͓̭̻̤̍̈́̆͑͑John Crow.̸̻̮̓̈́̏̓͘,” he answered, before receding into the darkness.
The eyescraper’s tentacles dragged in across the street, corralling Norman towards the building. With an exasperated groan, he trudged towards the main entrance.
“I want my bed,” grumbled Norman.
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Hey everyone - looking for advice (and solidarity!) I had a fall while out running yesterday on uneven ground and rolled my ankle. I heard a massive POP sound and genuinely thought I'd broken it - I took off my shoe and it swelled up before my eyes, scary shit! Anyway, Dr says it's a grade 2 ligament tear. I've not had an ankle injury before - any advice? Have been doing all the usual RICE stuff etc. If you've had something similar, how soon before you were running again? (Please don't say 3 months, or I'll cry!) Thanks! 🤕

Does anyone else have atraumatic, relatively painless dislocations that pop in just as easily as they pop out? My shoulder basically feels like it’s floating in my socket. My hips, knees, wrists can all dislocate. I also have a bunch of ankle and elbow tendons that sublux and a bunch of other joint things. all of these pop out unexpectedly, but I can do it at will, too.
It’s like the dislocations aren’t necessarily painful in and of themselves, but because they happen hundreds of times a day, I feel like I’m getting all these tiny micro tears in everything.
my tendons and ligaments feel more or less like used up, old, tattered, nautical rope; you can tell it’s disintegrating, but you’ll never actually see it happening.
TLDR: My joints are SO lax, dislocations don’t even hurt. Anyone else?

I just sprained my ankle and it soon bulged like having two ankles in my left leg. I fear that the docs might prescribe nsaid or sone painkiller which might trigger my UC. Please suggest some ways if anyone else suffered from similar situation.

Surgery was Monday morning and I've been stalking the op notes and path reports as they've come back. I had dense adhesions to my abdominal wall from the uterine fundus to my bladder, endometriosis over the back of my uterus and uterine ligaments, suspected adenomyosis, and it weighed almost a pound. Taking down all the adhesions was an extra 40 minutes. Dr. told me she has no idea how I was living that way. Because it was so involved, I've got some kind of extra material over the vaginal cuff to stop further adhesions. And due to a darn miracle, it was still laparascopic. My uterus went up and stacked the fibroids like big blocks, so it juuuuust fit vaginally. She said when she got in there, everything was so stuck together that all my organs had to be freed up. My uterus and bladder were fully trying to be one organ. I'm so glad I picked the surgeon who took the extra 40 minutes to untangle the whole mess and remove all the adhesions. I kept both ovaries, no bladder or bowel issues. She gave me a post-op diagnosis of pelvic adhesive disease. Pathology all came back benign (yay!) and confirmed fibroids, endometriosis, and adenomyosis. I only lost 25 ccs of blood in the whole surgery, which is just mind blowing. My wedge pillow set, heating pad, and hysterectomy pillow have been my best friends. That weird star-shaped pillow with straps...I wondered if I'd use it. I've used it non-stop, for coughing, as a shield from rambunctious kids and pets, to hold ice packs, and honesty the bit of soft, gentle pressure feels more secure somehow. Pop my cell in the front pocket, and off I shuffle. It'll be amazing in the car also. I used a cane the first few days because I am EXHAUSTED and felt so weak, but I think today it can retire. I've peed (first few were not fun but ok now. Just getting urge back and not having to schedule my toilet trips), pooped (I screamed with first post op poop. Enough said.), sneezed (better today but still not fun), showered (smell MUCH better.) and am doing way better. Pain is manageable with ibuprofen and tylenol. That said, the threat of vaginal cuff tear keeps me in check. I'm a nurse and worked in OBGYN and can confirm there are reasons to follow instructions. The more energy you put into proving you are some kind of superhero, the more energy your body has to divert from healing. Those stitches can and will pop, you can end up with another surgery to fix your newly minted vagina, new adhesions can be made, neither is rare and doesn't take a lot, and that will NOT be me. So... I will walk a bit daily, and rest as much as I want, and not push it. I'm thankful I had a surgery that makes it easy to forget how much my body went through and is healing from. And I will show it by embracing this time and being gentle with myself. We only recover once if we do it right. I may never have another opportunity to be this gentle with myself with everyone on board and supporting me. It's peaceful and I'm grateful <3 Positive healing vibes to all! Oh, and Happy Birthday to me and anyone else born today!!!

IMPRESSION: 1. Large predominantly horizontal tear within the anterior horn, body segment and posterior horn of the lateral meniscus. There is multifocal parameniscal cyst formation along the lateral meniscus. 2. Intact medial meniscus. 3. Intact cruciates and collateral ligaments. 4. Small knee joint effusion

I've been reading that filler migrates because it's being injected above the tear trough ligament. The solution is to inject underneath the tear trough ligament. Some surgeons will also sever the ligament itself.
Is this the same for a fat transfer?

Heyooo people my name is Luna (M) I go by my tag cause why not. Summer just arrived and basically I have not much to do as of a few weeks except work a bit and play games (recently had a ligament tear so no gym :( sadly)
I've been looking for friends to mostly play R6, Val, and anything that looks fun tbh! I'm into any kind of game that is fun multiplayer.
Bit about myself: Study-aholic, I go to the gym always on my free time, I love gaming ofc, I'm basically full blown nerd when I need to be🤓☝🏽 , I enjoy movies/shows/animes to watch.
I'm looking for friends around my age, and plays similar games. Tell me a bit about yourself and give me a list of games you play :)

Heyooo people my name is Luna (M) I go by my tag cause why not. Summer just arrived and basically I have not much to do as of a few weeks except work a bit and play games (recently had a ligament tear so no gym :( sadly)
I've been looking for friends to mostly play R6, Val, and anything that looks fun tbh! I'm into any kind of game that is fun multiplayer.
Bit about myself: Study-aholic, I go to the gym always on my free time, I love gaming ofc, I'm basically full blown nerd when I need to be🤓☝🏽 , I enjoy movies/shows/animes to watch.
I'm looking for friends around my age, and plays similar games. Tell me a bit about yourself and give me a list of games you play :)

23 yr old F.. Doc sent me for some ultrasounds of my knees stated I had meniscus tears and a ripped ligament (was diagnosed last year), I’m going to get a second opinion w a diff doc. To see where I stand by since the 1st doc didn’t clarify how severe it was or what I needed. I’m scared I won’t be able to go back to the gym, (which is my hobby) run, etc I’m also scared to get Osteoarthritis if I do any kind of surgery or repair. Am I going to have pain for the rest of my life? Am I going to struggle when I hit 30 or 40? can yall please tell me some of your experiences? I’m trying to stay optimistic but it’s hard

I injured myself in February 2023. My knee didn't hurt badly at first. Every couple of days I would have a spasm on the side of my knee that were a 6-7/10, usually triggered by lateral movement. More regularly I've been experiencing a burning/warm sensation around the knee when active that is about a 2/10 and recently has gone to a 3/10. However, the spasming has mostly subsided. I did about 8 sessions of PT before insurance authorization expired. The ortho had to fight the insurance company to get the MRI.
MRI shows healing bone contusion and grade 2 tear of the ACL. Rest helps the pain a lot but makes the rest of my body feel awful. I'm not experiencing a lot of instability.
Obese 30F with an on again/off again relationship with exercise. Have lost 30 pounds over the past two years and have continued to lose slowly.
I really, really don't want surgery. Getting married in October 2024. Seeing Ortho on Monday.
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Hello all, I am a 24m weightlifter and personal trainer. I’ve had a recurring issue for nearly a year now that has stumped my physical therapist and I haven’t been able to find much information about it. I injured my shoulder last summer doing archer pushups and ever since then I’ve experienced an achy snapping sensation in my anterior shoulder with chest and overhead movements. The injury itself is annoying but tolerable. My main concern is that I have also experienced weakness in my arm after walking- after walking for five minutes or so nonstop, my left arm suddenly becomes extremely fatigued and achy, and it is difficult to lift up in the air. I noticed this occurring a few weeks after the initial injury and it has occurred sporadically when walking long distances ever since. With a little bit of rest it clears up like nothing happened, and I am able to lift it with full strength. I got an MRI a few months ago which confirmed a small interior labral tear and thickening of the anterior band of the inferior glenohumeral ligament in my left shoulder. Everything else is seemingly normal, so I am confused as to what could explain my sudden arm weakness after walking. To my knowledge, I do not have a brachial plexus injury or TOS. Hoping for some further input, thanks!

Hi! I am 22F with a recent partial lateral meniscectomy on my right knee. No other physical issues, several mental health diagnoses and psychiatric medications. (I can be more specific if need be.)
I am looking for clarification on the wording of my MRI results. I will copy/paste and bold the sentences/words that I do not understand. Google has been no help, and I don't see my orthopedic for another 5 weeks.
"Findings: The cruciate ligaments appear intact. The collateral ligaments appear intact. There is no extensor mechanism tear. There is no medial meniscal tear. There is evidence of partial lateral meniscectomy. There is no evidence of recurrent lateral meniscal tear. There is nonspecific moderate-to-large effusion, diffuse synovitis, and multiple plicae with infrapatellar synovitis medially. There is mild diffuse reactive marrow edema in the subchondral medial and lateral femoral condyles, medial and lateral tibial plateau, and inferior medial patella with mild diffuse capsular thickening, new since prior exam raising the possibility of reflex sympathetic dystrophy and/or inflammatory synovitis throughout the joint. There is new chondral loss and joint space narrowing in the lateral compartment and slight degenerative appearing subchondral edema** in the periphery of the lateral femoral condyle.
Impression: 1. Significant interval change with findings raising the possibility of reflex sympathetic dystrophy and/or diffuse inflammatory synovitis throughout the joint with reactive marrow signal changes involving the medial patella, medial and lateral femoral condyles, and medial and lateral tibial plateau status post partial lateral meniscectomy. 2. New lateral compartment arthrosis but no MRI evidence of recurrent lateral meniscal tear."
(Please let me know if this would be more suitable on medical , I wasn't quite sure. Thank you!)

Will it heal by rest and physio?

Will it heal by rest and physio?