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Listen to the ankle
Friday, October 21st, 2005 04:28 pmMy right ankle aches something rotten. About twelve years ago, I managed to turn it by putting my leg in a pothole in one of Lambeth’s lesser maintained pavements. I think I tore a tendon; either way it swelled up1 up like a cricket ball and for several days would not support my weight.
About twelve months later, after the swelling had gone down, and the foot had long been back to normal, there was a noticeable click behind the ankle which I almost heard as well as felt. It didn’t hurt, but when I took my shoe off to massage the ankle, just to see what had happened, I distinctly remember feeling something move as if it had just gone back into place.
Ever since, my ankle has been a fair indicator of rain. I knew it yesterday, and commented that it was going to rain while we walking over to Parliament. I was laughed out of court as there wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I said it, and the sun was really quite warm for mid October. But last evening and night, and this morning, it hammered down. I would not be surprised if it rains again tonight. There are a lot of clouds around right now, so no one is going to be surprised by that possibility, but I feels it in me leg.
Better than seaweed on the fence it is, aye and a pine cone, too.
1It is only on typing this that I found out that the word, ‘swole’ doesn’t exist in standard English. I have used it all my life, in the sense one would say something like it is swollen; it swole up very quickly after the injury. I must check to see if it is a dialect word at some point.
About twelve months later, after the swelling had gone down, and the foot had long been back to normal, there was a noticeable click behind the ankle which I almost heard as well as felt. It didn’t hurt, but when I took my shoe off to massage the ankle, just to see what had happened, I distinctly remember feeling something move as if it had just gone back into place.
Ever since, my ankle has been a fair indicator of rain. I knew it yesterday, and commented that it was going to rain while we walking over to Parliament. I was laughed out of court as there wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I said it, and the sun was really quite warm for mid October. But last evening and night, and this morning, it hammered down. I would not be surprised if it rains again tonight. There are a lot of clouds around right now, so no one is going to be surprised by that possibility, but I feels it in me leg.
Better than seaweed on the fence it is, aye and a pine cone, too.
1It is only on typing this that I found out that the word, ‘swole’ doesn’t exist in standard English. I have used it all my life, in the sense one would say something like it is swollen; it swole up very quickly after the injury. I must check to see if it is a dialect word at some point.
