Oh how I miss American Medicine.
Or should I say being able to correctly communicate in my profession.
About 10 days ago my ankle got absolutely cranked in practice. The bruising and swelling arrived quickly which landed me in the Doctors office.
Before I continue I want you to know that the Doctor (here) is very good. He has worked for the PSG for many years and has even published a book about injuries in sports.
However, I have to say that the American mentality is a bit different than the French when it comes to injuries. Meaning if I am hurt in the states there is no way I missing the next match. If for some reason my ankle or another body part is not up to par then we just “tape it up” and play.
I am not saying it is necessarily a better system. I just think we are accustomed to more of a cut throat way.
Here they give you the time to recover. They give you the program and expect you to follow it.
Back to my point. . .
After a good half hour with the Doc I was told I was not allowed to play for at least a week. That meant no running for four or five days. . . That is simply not possible with me folks.
I promise you . . I tried. . .I really did try to follow the regiment but after almost drowning in the pool on Monday, we had to change that.
You might think I am kidding but my body and water are NOT friends. Floating is a word my body simply does NOT comprehend n YES I have tried it all. Lying on my back, taking a really deep breathe to fill my lungs, etc etc. It doesn’t work
Long story short. Tuesday I decided to add in some strength and running. Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday I did the same with two a days. Then after a lot of “sil te plaits” and “je suis prets” the Doc reluctantly allowed me to practice.
I can finish this entry by saying he was probably right to hold me out until yesterday ha.
Let’s just say I was very thankful for a day off ;)
Call me stubborn (I know) . . . Or here I choose to say, Call me American ha
This past weekend we finally had some time off and I decided to head to the northern “country” of France with a teammate.
I am very proud to say that my weekend was filled with me helping in a garden, eating Belgium chocolate (Sedan is 20 minutes from Belgium), and helping make food from scratch.
I am hoping to awe some folks with my new quiche recipe. Yal are looking at someone who can make a crust with just some flour, butter, salt, and water.
Momma I know. . . I am not the sharpest in the kitchen . . . YET
Anyways it was a great time and reminded me a lot of home. Even maybe inspired me to start a garden.
Hmmm I probably have to move out of the city for that huh. . . Maybe next year ?!? ha
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