Here I am. One week post surgery and I’m alive. Ok, slight exaggeration. It wasn’t like I had open heart surgery or anything. I was just a nervous nelly about everything, being pregnant and all. Since my last post, I have upgraded from the post-op cast/ace wrap to a lovely blue hard cast.
On Monday, I’m going to get my stitches out, then they will put me back in the hard cast for two more weeks before I “upgrade” to the walking boot. I got a glimpse of the foot when they took the bandages off. It’s not too bad. Two different 2-3″ incisions. One runs along the outside of my foot and the other is vertical on my ankle. I’ve been able to put a tiny bit of weight on the bad foot/ankle. Enough to help me keep my balance. When I’m really in a bind, I can hobble from the kitchen to the couch on one crutch (e.g. if I need to carry something). It’s terribly exhausting, though.
Now that I’ve been able to get out of the house a little, I’m finding that everyone asks “How did you do that??” The real answer is, “I was walking.” Could that sound any more clutsy? So, I’ve come up with a short list of wannabe scenarios:
- I was saving deaf children from a burning building
- I was running in a triathlon (pregnant), and was in first place, but got tripped by the 2nd place contestant.
- I was rebuilding that aforementioned school for deaf children, and fell off some scaffolding
- I was escorting Justin Timberlake on a press tour for “The Social Network” and was run down by papparazzi
We’ll see if any of these stick 🙂
In the midst of all this craziness (and couch-ridden-ness), I’ve completely forgotten about my growing belly. I haven’t completely forgotten, but I’ve been less obsessed. That is until I was able to roll out of bed earlier this week and caught a glimpse of how round I had gotten! So, here I am at 25 weeks. Excuse the lack of make-up and braided hair. When you don’t leave the house, it’s easy to skip hair and makeup.
A final shout out goes, again, to all the help and support we’ve had the past two weeks. We couldn’t have done it alone. Chris definitely deserves some extra special recognition. He’s washed my hair, fixed my meals, helped me in and out of everywhere, and made sure I was as comfortable as can be. “In sickness and in health” was a reality for us and he was a total stud!
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Not happy you're getting to test out the “in sickness” part, but happy he's passing the test 😉
Ok, so you'll be the third person I know who's been in a walking boot over the past 6 weeks! That is crazy…
My mom had foot surgery last month, and they recommended this li'l scooter thing as an alternative to crutches… it's hard to describe but I was comparing it to those RAZR skateboard/scooter things, with a rest for your knee. She was zooming around and found it much easier than the crutches. I think she rented it from Walgreens or CVS.
Hang in there! Glad you (and the li'l guy) survived 😉
Thanks, Sara 🙂 I've seen those rollabouts… they seem handier than crutches. I'll have to check it out!