#Ankle Injuries

[shreyahospital]

The human foot and ankle, a marvel of biomechanical engineering, form the foundation upon which our mobility rests. These intricate structures, comprised of bones, ligaments, tendons and muscles, work in concert to provide support, balance and propulsion. Unfortunately, the prevalence of lower extremity injuries, ranging from bunions to ankle sprains, is a common affliction, impacting individuals of all ages and activity levels.

[pranaphysiotherapysurrey]

Keep Your Feet Light and Happy: Preventing Common Foot and Ankle Injuries

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[blogsbyakarsh]

Top 5 FAQs on Foot & Ankle Problems | HEMA  

Foot and ankle problems can disrupt your daily life, but understanding them is the first step to recovery. From common injuries to treatment options, we answer the most frequently asked questions to help you regain your mobility. Click here to discover essential insights into foot and ankle problems and how HEMA can assist you in your journey to better health.

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[valewritessss]

Many people say Annabeth getting dragged into Tartarus by the web around her ankle was a result of her pride but I feel like that was just a mistake?? Like, she didn’t not check her leg because she was sure of herself but because she honestly didn’t realize a web might be wrapped around it. Her ankle was numb from her injury and there were webs everywhere so it’s not that easy to spot. I honestly think it was just a mistake and not her pride

[ginax0916]

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Chris Sturniolo x hurt!gf!reader

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Chris’s gf’s ankle is broken and he helps her even when she doesn’t need help.

*I got the idea of writing this from their recent Wednesday video where Chris tried to help Matt down the stairs*

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“So what did the doctor say?” My boyfriend Chris asks as I walk back into the waiting room where he waits with his brothers.

“Well if you couldn’t already tell by the boot on my foot, my ankle is broken” I sarcastically say.

“Oh shit. What even happened?” Matt asks.

“My dumbass got on the kitchen counter to reach something from the top shelf and when I jumped down I landed on it wrong and then I heard a crack and well yall know the rest” I sigh limping to them.

“Yo you sure you’re good to walk all the way to the car love?” Chris asks holding me up by my waist.

“Oh by the way y/n it would be good to invest in crutches for the first few days! Forgot to mention that earlier” The doctor says as she walks out into the waiting room to call her next patient.

“Does that answer your question?” I laugh.

We sign the papers I needed to be discharged and both Chris and Matt help me limp back to the car since I refuse to be carried like a baby.

“I’m gonna stop at Walgreens because they sell crutches there I’m pretty sure” Matt says.

“But I don’t want crutches” I sigh for the hundredth time.

“Y/n the doctor literally walked out to tell you that you need crutches. We’re buying them” Nick retorts.

“Fine whatever” I slouch down in defeat.

“Ok we’re here. Y/n stay in the car so you don’t have to walk all the way there. Do you want anything else?” Matt questions.

“Can you get me some nerd gummy clusters please? Oooh and a bottle of raspberry Iced Tea if there is any” I smile.

“Of course kid” Matt smiles back.

“I’ll stay with her in the car” Chris says.

“Alright just don’t be making out once we get back” Nick rolls his eyes as he closes the door.

“How you feel ma? Does it hurt?” Chris asks and rubs my thigh.

“I’m okay. And no it doesn’t hurt it feels fine actually” I say.

“Alright then that’s good” I nod in agreement.

“So how am I meant to fuck you with your broken ankle”

“Chris! Why is that your first concern” I laugh.

“I literally asked if it hurt 2 seconds ago!” He lifts his hands in defense.

“Wow makes such a difference Christopher” I slap his arm.

“See! Fucking you was not my first concern initially” He points his finger at me laughing.

“Yea but it was your second which is insane” I giggle.

“Come on don’t act like it wasn’t yours” He smiles sheepishly.

“Oh shut up Chris” I laugh again.

“Oh good you’re both decent” Nick says startling us as he opens the car door.

“Come on we aren’t that immature Nick” Chris says.

“Oh trust me you are Christopher” Nick pats him on the shoulder.

“What’s with people and calling me Christopher today damn” Chris turns back around in his seat.

“Y/n I got you the ice tea you wanted and along with the candy. And unfortunately they were out of stock of crutches so they let us order them online so they should arrive in like 2-3 days” Matt comments as he gets in the car handing me my stuff.

“Thanks Matt” I say. “I can go 2-3 days without walking I’m sure” I chuckle.

“I can just carry you around” Chris speaks up.

“What a delight” I sarcastically say.

“Oh come don’t act like you don’t already ask me to carry you around because you’re too lazy” He says slightly offended by my joke.

“I’m joking baby of course I don’t mind being carried around by you” I giggle.

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“I’m gonna go pick up Canes for dinner is that good with you guys?” Matt yells from the garage.

“Yes that’s perfect thanks Matt!” I yell back.

“Wait I wanna come with you I’m bored and you always get my order wrong any way” Nick says while running down the stairs to join Matt.

“See ya guys!” Nick says.

“Bye Nick!” Both Chris and I say back.

“So what do you wanna do mama?” Chris asks, sitting down on the couch with me.

“I’m not sure. What is there to do?” I turn my body to be facing Chris and I lay my head of the cushions behind me.

“We could watch a movie, watch YouTube, play a board game or just talk. Whatever you want baby” Chris says, grabbing both my legs and draping them over his lap careful to not hurt my ankle.

“Ummm I’m not sure. But I have to pee” I say getting up. Slightly wincing at the pain of my foot touching the ground.

“C’mere” Chris mumbles, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bathroom.

“Thank you Chrissy” I kiss him on the cheek.

“You’re welcome and don’t call me that again” He laughs.

“Can you take my pants off for me please?” I pout.

“Oh now you’re just being a baby. Your hands work perfectly fine” Chris rolls his eyes.

“Fine me the injured person who could die any second will pull her owns pants down god” I dramatically say.

“Oh shut up and go to the bathroom babe” Chris says walking out of the bathroom laughing.

As I finish I limp into the kitchen where Chris leans against the counter.

“Hey you’re not meant to be walking you should’ve called me” Chris says picking me up and setting me on the countertop.

“I swear I’m okay love” I smile cupping his cheeks.

“Yea well the boot on your foot says otherwise” He says and grabs my waist pulling me into a warm hug.

“I love your hugs” I say nuzzling closer into him.

“And I love hugging you” He mumbles, kissing my cheek.

“Can we go to your room and watch a movie while Nick and Matt get back?” I politely ask.

“Of course we can ma” Chris smiles helping me down from the counter.

“Alright c’mon I’ll carry you down the stairs baby” He comments as he bends down ready to pick me up.

“No wait I want to do it myself” I shake my head.

“Babe the doctor said you had to be in crutches you most definitely can’t go down the stairs by yourself” Chris sighs annoyed at my stubbornness.

“Please baby? I swear I can do it” I give him my best puppy eyes to convince him.

“No don’t look at me like that ma you know I’m gonna cave” Chris covers his face with his hands.

“I’m taking that as a yes” I giggle.

“But I will be right behind you and I’m going to pick you up the second I see you stumble understood?” Chris sternly says.

“Yes I understand” I smile.

I step one foot on the first step and then the next, grabbing tightly onto the rail I limp my way down to the 4th step. Only about 15 left oh god. I thought I could do it but it hurts really bad. There’s a stinging pain on my ankle every time I step. It’s bringing tears to my eyes. But I don’t want Chris to think that I’m weak and I can’t do it. But god does it hurt. It’s getting obvious that I can’t do it, I whimper in pain every time step, tears threatening to fall. I bring my hand up to wipe my eyes but I also stepped at the same time. I lose my balance and almost fall but Chris catches me. Oh fuck.

“Hey hey I got you, you’re ok” Chris picks me up bridal style and goes the rest of the way down to his room with me in his arms. My head resting on the crook of his next softly crying. I’m not even sure if it’s because of embarrassment or pain, maybe both.

He sets be down on the edge of the bed and kneels in front of me.

“What’s wrong baby, why’re you crying that pretty makeup away hm?” Chris sweetly asks, moving my hair out of my face.

“I just- I didn’t want you to think I was weak and couldn’t do it myself” I quietly replied with my voice cracking.

“Oh baby you’re not weak. You just have a literal broken ankle. Asking for help sometimes is never being weak ok? I will never ever judge you for anything especially not being able to go down the stairs with a broken ankle. I’m always here for you ma” Chris comforts me, rubbing my arms soothingly.

“Thank you Chris” I smile leaning it to hug him.

“I love you” He kisses my cheek, hugging me back.

“Who wants Canes!!” Matt yells from the top of the stairs.

“You gonna let me carry you now mama?” He laughs as he picks me up, my legs going around his waist carefully with my ankle.

“Took you guys long enough! I’m starving” Chris laughs.

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[benjitoum]

This was probably a very painful situation. He probably fell and hit both feet very hard, with one getting more of the brunt than the other.

[firestorm09890]

on a scale from one to NaN, how real are you feeling today?

[internetgreatesthits]

[blogsbyakarsh]

5 FAQs on Foot and Ankle Problems | HEMA

Odds are, we all probably have a buddy with foot or ankle pain, or we might have it ourselves. And ironically,  the internet can be a real maze when you're trying to figure out what to do about it. So, we’ve compiled five frequently asked questions on foot and ankle problems, Dr. Nick Argarakis, our podiatrist at HEMA, gets asked the most. Click here to learn more about it.

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[cadere-art]

I've been struggling to draw recently so I'm attempting to warm up by doing dumb fursona scribbles. This one is titled "What the hell is wrong with my tendons"

[minsungincorrectquotes]

Jisung: Minho, you're injured! Take off your shirt Minho: But I hurt my ankle Jisung, removing the shirt: It makes the healing process go faster

[il0veaphr0dite]

HURT

A/N: IM BACK!!!! sorry I've been gone awhile, I was going to start writing last month but the school started and all that AND as an apology I will be doing kinktober for the first time! (let me know if i made any errors)

PAIRING: gn!reader x minho

SUMMARY: Minho came back from the maze with a sprained ankle after running into a griever.

WARNINGS: nun but a little spice and Minho being down bad

WORD COUNT: 1665

You were in the Medhut organizing the new supplies that came up the box, while Jeff and Clint were lying on the beds.

You sighed, turning towards them “Could you guys at least help me?”

Jeff propped his head on his arm, turning towards you “We could”

Clint sat up as he added “But we don't want to”

You rolled your eyes as you turned around to continue organizing when you heard the beds creek behind you.

You turned around to see Jeff and Clint had stood up from their previous positions, their eyes on the door.

You followed their gaze to see Ben with his arm around Minho.

Instantly, you all rushed to action, helping Ben get Minho to one of the beds.

After you all laid him down, you went to grab some supplies and came back to see Minho trying to get up.

Jeff lightly pushed him, his head hitting the pillow again “You need to lay down”.

He rolled his eyes “I'm fine”.

“If you were, you wouldn't be here,” You countered “Is there anything that hurts?”

“No, because like I said before—I'm fine”

“What happened out there?” Clint said.

“We were doing our normal run then a shucking griever came out of nowhere” Ben explained “We ran hoping to lose it so we don't lead it here” Ben gestured towards Minho “We turned a corner and this shank tripped on a vine”

Jeff made a move to touch Minho’s ankle but Minho slapped his hand away.

“I can’t look at your ankle if you don’t let me touch you” Jeff snapped.

Minho glared at Jeff “I don’t shucking trust you”

Jeff scoffed then turned to you asking “You got this, right?” before he and Clint dashed out of the Medhut.

You sighed, turning to look at Ben with a pleading look.

He locked eyes with you before saying “Look, I would stay, but I have to go map.”

You sighed as you watched him leave.

As you were grabbing supplies, you felt Minho's gaze on you.

Once you turned around you made eye contact. Flustered, you look away as you set the supplies on the table next to Minho’s bed.

Helping Minho sit at the edge of the bed, you grabbed a chair and sat facing the edge of the bed, carefully taking his ankle and placing it in your lap.

You reached to the table by the bed and grabbed a pack of ice, carefully placing it on his ankle, earning a hiss from Minho.

You look up at him, apologizing “Sorry, tell me if I'm applying too much pressure”

He gave you a nod, watching you adjust the ice pack to a different part of his ankle.

After a moment of silence, you ask “Are you okay?”

“Honestly, I thought I wasn’t gonna make it,” He said with a sad smile on his face,” I told Ben to run, but that idiot shank helped me. But then again who could leave the most handsome glader behind?” he said, causing you both to laugh.

You were relieved that nothing worse happened to him. You would never admit it but you had a crush on Minho. You didn't know if it was the way he always asked you how your day was, or how he always helped you carry the new supplies to the Medjack hut.

Newt knew about your crush on Minho—well everyone did but you only admitted it to him—and he encouraged you to confess. But you never did because—truth be told— you were scared of being rejected and potentially ruining your friendship if he didn't feel the same way.

You had your suspicions at times that he felt the same, considering the amount of time you had caught him looking at you but you always thought it was nothing.

You began to wrap his ankle, trying not to put too much pressure—when a hiss escaped his lips.

Your eyes shot up to his, quickly apologizing “Sorry, I’ll be more careful”

You expected him to nod or give you an “Okay” but instead, a smile reached his lips, and he let out a small laugh.

“I'm kidding, lighten up,” he said.

“Very funny shank, you're lucky it wasn't worse.” You retorted as you finished wrapping his ankle. “Be more careful out there”, you said, getting up and placing his ankle on the chair you were sitting on.

He smirked, looking up at you, “I will”

After gabbing supplies to clean his cuts, you stood in between his legs. You put one of your hands on his jaw, turning his head slightly to the side.

You began carefully cleaning his cuts, too focused to notice his eyes on you.

He loves watching you worry over him and how gently you are when cleaning his wounds. And he especially loves the way you tilt your head back when you laugh, and how your smile instantly energizes him after a long day of running. To put it simply, he was…in love.

You being this close to him makes him want nothing more than to kiss you but he had to take it slow—after all, he wasn't completely sure you liked him. So instead he let his hands rest on your hips.

This action made you instantly aware of the situation, your breath hitched as your eyes locked

His hand reached up and cupped your cheek.

You let out a whisper, “Minho..” but it came out as a plea.

As his name left your lips, his heart began to beat faster and faster as your face grew closer. The smell of grass, wood, and a hint of sweat filled your nostrils.

Then he kisses you, tasting the sweetness of your lips, he never wants to stop. It went from a passionate kiss to something more. It was as if he’d gotten something he’d longed, craved, and ached for.

You both came up for air, his eyes searching for any sign of regret before hungrily pressing his lips against yours.

His tongue slipped into your mouth, causing you to let out a gasp of surprise.

You could feel his lips turning up into a smirk as you attached your hands to his hair, tugging on it.

He let out a groan, his hands sliding under your top, grazing your bare hip.

Tugging you forward, your legs moving between his. You feel his hard erection press against your pants.

You move your hand into his pants and begin palming his erection gaining a whimper in response.

You suddenly become aware of your surroundings, making you realize anyone could walk at any time.

You pull away “Minho..we can’t, not now.”

He looked up at you with passion, his gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips.

“Please (Y/N)..” he pleaded, that only made you want to give in but you knew you couldn't— at least not now.

“It's not that I don't want to, it's just that anyone could walk in on us.”

His grip on your bare hips tightened, “So let them, they’ll know you’re mine—you always were.”

You rolled your eyes, stepping away but couldn't fight the smile that appeared on your lips, “Come on Minho, you need to get some rest”

A frown places itself on his lips, “But I don't want to rest—I want you”

You gave him a quick kiss before carefully moving his leg off the chair and onto the bed.

“Get some rest Minho, please” you begged, knowing how hard-headed he was.

A defeated sigh escaped his lips. Just as you were helping him lay down the door to the Medhut opened.

Newt, Jeff, and Clint walked through the door stopping at Minho’s bed.

Rolling his eyes he asked, “What do you shanks want?”

Jeff opened his mouth but quickly closed it before sending a pleading look to Clint and Newt.

Neat sighed as he stepped forward and began,” Minho, you’re going to have to take a few days off— maybe even a week.”

As soon as the words left his mouth Minho sat up from the bed, getting ready to leave.

“Minho wait-”

“You need to rest-”

“You can't run like this”

Everyone began protesting at once, going to lay Minho back down.

He turned his head to Newt, “You can't be serious, I have to run.”

“But you can't Minho.” Newt protested.

“Come on Newt, we both know that once you leave here I'm going to find a way into that maze”

“That's why (Y/N) is going to take care of you and make sure you’re not going anywhere near that maze.”

Your eyes widened at the next set of information, “Why me?”

“Because while he's not letting Jeff or Clint lay a hand on him, he seems to have no problem with you touching him,” he said, gesturing to his bandaged ankle.

“I don't need a babysitter,” Minho said coldly

“Really?” Newt said, slightly amused. “You’re the one who said you'll head straight into the maze as soon as we leave.”

He stared at a defeated Minho before adding,” Stay and rest or you'll be taking more than a few days off.”

He glanced at Minho one last time before he, Jeff, and Clint made their way out of the Medhut.

You glanced down at Minho with pity, you knew how badly he wanted to find an exit.

“Minho I know you want to find an exit but we can't have our keeper of the runners run with a sprained ankle.”

He sighed,” I know..”

You wrapped your arms around him, his head nestled into your neck.

Pulling away you said,” Get some rest”

He shuffled to the left side of the bed, patting the space next to him,” Lay with me?”

Nodding, you lay down next to him. He moves his hand to your waist, pulling you closer and nuzzling his head into your neck, inhaling your scent.

“Goodnight, Minho”

“ ‘Night, (Y/N)”

And you both fell asleep holding each other.

lmk what you think and if i should do a part 2 !!

[everywaythatmatters]

Turnip Outfits

[dinosaurwithablog]

Oswaldo Cabrera, #95 on the Yankees, is a young player who has a lot of heart!! On Monday, May 12th, Oswaldo slid into home, fracturing his ankle severely. He has so much heart that despite the excruciating pain he must have been in, he reached out to touch home plate to score the run!! Then he started screaming in pain. As you can see from the photos, his foot was in a very unnatural position once he got to home plate.

Here, you can see him slide past home and stop. The middle photo shows him reaching out to touch home base. That's incredible dedication to the game from a phenomenal young athlete. The fourth photo shows the unnatural position of his foot, and the last photo shows him collapsing in excruciating pain 😢 His injury was so severe that they sent the cart back and brought out an ambulance to take him to the hospital. You never see that. I wish that I didn't see it then. I love Oswaldo ❤️ I hope that he has a speedy recovery 🙏🏼 He was doing so well this year. I'm afraid that he's gonna be out for the rest of the year, but as long as he heals and is okay, I'm good with that. I'll miss seeing him play. I just want him to take all the time that he needs to heal and be whole again. I love you, Oswaldo!! You're one of my favorite players. You're in my heart and in my thoughts. Get well soon... 💜💜💜

[the-eyes-special-boy]

can I get some Sokka experiencing chronic pain because of his busted leg please.