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More Than Just a Foot Injury

I shattered my midfoot in a severe Lisfranc injury that required multiple surgeries and over a year of recovery. What seemed like a broken foot turned into a life-altering journey.

When I broke my foot and was told it was “Lisfranc,” I had no idea what that meant. I searched everywhere for information, shared experiences, helpful tips—anything—but found very little. So now, I’m sharing what I’ve learned in hopes it helps someone else.

    Lisfranc Injuries

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    Lisfranc injuries are rare but serious midfoot injuries that affect the tarsometatarsal joints—the area where the long bones of
    the foot connect to the arch.

     Often mistaken for simple sprains, these injuries can lead to long-term complications like arthritis, chronic pain, and mobility issues if not properly diagnosed and treated.

    1%

    of Lisfranc-related fractures but up to 3% of sports foot injuries.

    20%

    Lisfranc injuries are missed on initial X-rays, delaying treatment.

    0.0018%

    of people are diagnosed with Lisfranc injuries each year.

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    The Injury That Reshaped My Life

    The injury happened in seconds. On the morning of January 5, 2022, doing something completely ordinary, I slammed on my brakes at a green light when the car in front of me stopped suddenly. My foot was planted on the brake at impact, and the force shattered my midfoot. At the time, all I knew was the pain was unbearable, unlike anything I had ever felt. Paramedics told me to “stretch it” and handed me an ice pack. No one could see how serious it was, and I couldn’t either, only that something was very wrong.

    After a visit with a foot specialist, I learned my midfoot was dislocated and I needed emergency surgery for a Lisfranc injury. By the time I reached the ER, hours had passed with no pain control, and I waited more than eight hours with multiple fractures before receiving medication. Surgery was delayed again and again. Lying alone in that hospital bed, pressing the call button, pleading for help, I prayed one simple prayer: that somehow God would use this for good. That if something meaningful could come from the suffering, then it wouldn’t be wasted.

    That injury marked the beginning of a long journey, one that included multiple surgeries, complications, and years of recovery. It also reshaped me. What was meant to break me became something that grew my faith and my purpose. I didn’t choose this road, but I believe it wasn’t meaningless. Even the hardest moments can be used for good.