My name is Hurtie Gertie and I WAS an injured rollergirl.
Here’s the back story…March 31, 2012—First jam of the game, opposing skater comes in to hit me, she falls, I fall on her with my leg across the bottom of her skate, she sits down on my skate (the one on the leg across the bottom of her skate). Shattered tibia and fibula (yes, I felt both bones break). Emergency surgery a couple of hours later to install a steel rod inside my tibia, anchored with screws in my knee and ankle.
If I’ve learned one thing from this injury it is that being injured SUCKS!!! Obviously, right? But I never knew it would be so tough. Not only did I have a broken leg, I now have a bum knee and ankle (from the rod placement). However, being a rollergirl has helped me recover faster than expected. Pushing through pain is what rollergirls do. And that is what I tell everyone. I am a bad ass and I push through the pain because if I don’t, I can’t get better. That is what I tell everyone.
The truth is, being injured was one of the worst things I have ever gone through—and I’ve had brain surgery for a ruptured aneurysm, and that ain’t no walk in the park. I guess that is why I had numerous break downs during my recovery. Think throwing crutches and spinning heads. And it’s not just the pain and not being able to skate. Being incapacitated to the point that you can do absolutely nothing for yourself is humbling, and frustrating. I am a rollergirl. I am a strong and independent woman. Why can’t I dress myself? Why can’t I bathe myself?
Why am I recovering so quickly?
Not because I am a bad ass. But because I hated being injured and hated being reliant on other people. I hated having to have my husband prepare and bring every meal to me. I hated having to have my family help me get dressed and bathe me. I hated not tucking in my kids at night. I hated not being able to be a mother. I hated not being able to be a wife. And I hated not being able to be a rollergirl.
I’m now close to getting it all back. In late June (almost 3 months post injury/surgery), I could walk without assistance (no cane or crutches), but I walked with a limp and was still unsteady on my feet. I was back on skates just 15 weeks post injury/surgery (mid July). I had to re-learn how to use the muscles in my broken leg, and had to build up the muscle that wasted away to atrophy. Physical therapy visits from April through September helped with that. And, I was back to scrimmaging in late August. The rod continuously caused pain in my knee, leg, and ankle, so in mid-December I had it removed. I am now back on skates and scrimmaging, but still have a way to go to regain my strength and endurance (finally being able to run after 10 months is such a blessing).
The doctor has said that that my fibula is still broken and will probably never heal. Who needs a fibula anyway (Apparently not Hurtie Gertie)? And that my leg will probably continue to hurt for the rest of my life whenever I exercise—WOW. He also said that this pain should not stop me from doing the things I love because not doing the things I love will not make the pain go away.
And I love being a rollergirl.
Actually, I love to roller skate and I love to hit people on roller skates. I also love my league. They have taken care of me and have given me the courage to push through the pain so that I can get back out there, just to have to push through the pain again, but this time on skates and in a good way.