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TIFU by almost rupturing my Achilles Tendon buying Coleslaw Ingredients

So, for a bit of context about a few weeks ago, I under went surgery to shave off a portion of the bone in my heal and remove a portion of damaged tendon after suffering for the past 3 years. After a few weeks of being unable to move around, I was gifted a lovely walking boot which meant that I had discovered freedom once more. I was told repeatedly by my friends, not to do anything stupid, to ask for help and to take it easy. Did I listen? Of course I didn't

During the time stuck in a cast, my mother taught me a wonderful coleslaw recipe and needless to say I became addicted. VERY ADDICTED. It got so bad I was eating this delicious creamy concoction daily. When I got back home after getting the boot, I was determined to make that coleslaw myself so I got on the local bus into town to get the ingredients I needed to make this irresistibly tasty coleslaw by myself. After collecting the ingredients, I took the bus home and this is where the story really ramps up. As we approached my stop I rang the bell. Once. Twice and the bus driver ignored it completely and continued to travel down the road to the stop further away. Hey, no biggie, I'll just make sure I get off at the next stop. Well as I went to leave the bus, I instinctively put out my bad foot first and the bus driver hadn't lowered the air pressure in the bus so as I stepped down, I felt a pop in my tendon, followed by a agonising new pain. The bus driver pulled away and I was left stranded with groceries and no way of walking home.

This led to a funny text message to the very friends who had told me to take it easy, as they came to save me and bring me home, followed by a long conversation about how I just couldn't have waited and how irresponsible I had been whilst they took me to the nearest hospital. Luckily despite the pain and concerns, my tendon was still in tact and I was given more pain killers to help with the pain.

I am now banned from making coleslaw and leaving the house.

TL;DR: Whilst coming home from grocery shopping, I almost ruptured my tendon by stepping onto the pavement with my bad foot and was bullied by my friends for my stupidity.

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