Before I went to FLPT I was feeling pretty frustrated. After many months, three doctors and a different physical therapy treatment, I wasn’t healing from what sounded like such a simple injury (an ankle sprain). Finish Line was a bright light for me, so I wanted to breakdown why this place is special and effective. (Though I hope you never need the information.)
I was in Washington last week and saw my old orthopedist. Ahh first loves! (I lived in DC for nearly 6 years before moving to New York.) I’ve become the sort of traveler who packs her MRI next to her travel toothbrush so I was ready to go when he had a last minute opening.
After my first race (the Broad Street 10 miler) I wound up with a hairline fracture. Without much fanfare, I found a doctor who took my insurance… and then quickly fell in love with him. He actually solved my ailment immediately! He prescribed orthotics and physical therapy and eventually my ankles were back in business. After alltherigmarole, this time around I was excited to return to someone who had proven he knows what’s up.
This wasn’t a surprise, he mentioned it as an option a few months ago should the pain persist, which it did. Currently, I’m of the belief that any action is better than the months of inaction, so nervously I agreed. I can be a little finicky at the doctor’s office. I never refuse treatment or cry or make a scene. But I’ll make about 20 nervous jokes in the span of 4 minutes all of which are directly related to my fear.